<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">Next Morning At Breakfast</span></span><br/><br/>Everyone is quiet about last nights attack. Everyone knows who was taken. They're all to afraid to speak about it. Fearing that they'll be taken next. Henry sits down slowly by himself at a booth and pokes at his breakfast thinking about how to go forward this job was turning into more then what he'd thought it'd be.