“Yes it will be, I think you’ll find you have to offer them then what you think” Much like that old man that helped him. Michele thought. Plus she had a feeling that the kids of the streets would be more incline to listen him rather than her.<br/><br/>“Thank you, I will” Knowing that Isaac would indeed help her or mother if she really need it. Isaac was probably the man Michele would trust enough to help her. Beside her father but then he was gone now. No that didn’t mean that she would ask him for help with the other reason she back in town.<br/><br/>Michele had known that they had been given looks. Ignoring them wanting to enjoy whatever time she could have with Isaac. What she hadn’t know that they had bee watched the entire time they had been in the bar. Or that a group of men at the other end of the bar was planning something.<br/><br/>“All right then” Michele said softly, trying not to look where his yellow eyes as they flicker towards the group of men.  Catching the waitress attention, they each paid for the drinks. They made their way toward the door. The group of men blocked their exit.<br/><br/>“ We don’t want any trouble.” Michele informed them as she tried to put on a brave face.  Knowing that was exactly what they wanted. Feeling closed in with the  three of them in front of and Isaac behind her.  A feeling she didn’t like. It brought back memories she rather not think about.