Work dragged along as usual for Gregorio as he was a little out of it as he had his thugs do most of the loan sharking collections, maybe he was too occupied on thinking what he should do about his son's security and the what-if situation if Katsuro really was spying on him. But either way, it was something that lingered on in his mind, not that gangster though. It couldn't be as he didn't know if this man was a legit threat to him or not. Sure, shooting deadbeats who couldn't pay back their dues were enough to keep his mind off Katsuro but it was still so bothersome. Unfortunately for him, he got some blood on his shoes, that was annoying now that he had to cover his tracks. "God damnit all." he muttered as this was more work for him. Slipping off his shoes, he wiped at the blood with a cloth and huffed as he needed a bleach wash for it as he headed home, letting his thugs dispose of the body as he gave them strict orders. Once home, the bathroom was smelling like bleach as he was cleaning the blood off his shoes, and he huffed. What a bothersome task, and he had to get the smell of bleach out so it wouldn't be too suspicious to any passerbys. Oh well, some air freshener would do the trick and he huffed, getting the dogs fed and a long soak in the bath someone cleared his mind. Hopefully he wasn't planning on seeing Katsuro again, he still wasn't sure what to make of that guy.