Tyler opened the door to the car and got out.  He walked slowly over to Brian an gripped his arms, steadying him. "Listen, you need to calm down, and get your head on straight.  Most of all, shut the fuck up.  This is not a good place to be yelling.  So shut up, before I shut you up," He said quietly and fiercely.  He let go of his arms, giving him a sharp look, and walked over to Jack.  He whispered to him, "Jack, I don't like this place, not one bit.  I just heard gunshots come from that bar and I swear I saw at least four hookers go inside it.  This place, seems dangerous to me, and its creeping me the hell out.  Now if you want my advice, I suggest we get moving.  Standing around in a parking lot leaning against a car is going to attract attention.  Moving, not as much," He sighed and then looked up at the boy.  "He was unconscious along the side of the road, we picked him up and brought him with us. He just woke up.  Apparently he was high," He said, despite what Jack had told him he was still trying to cover it up.