Yesterday was much of a hassle, work was clockwork with him and he did manage to squeeze in some time to get decent food into his home once his son came for his weekend visit. He didn't take his dogs with him as he had been going out in his territory, just making sure he was still around and so that he wasn't hanging around the neutral zone too much. But it was a nice place and he wasn't as bothered as he was back in his home turf. He had gone to get his brunch in the cafe where he usually met Cynthia, getting himself a breakfast sandwich to eat on his way to the park, newspaper in hand. He had entered from the other side of the park as he walked along the somewhat dried path before finding a bench that wasn't too wet, the other gangster sitting where he could see his back.