(http://thegodmafia.com/Merch/LS/images/LS_Guy_thmb.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>Name</strong>: Dean Rundstedt<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Way to Jack's Appartment<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: see pic<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: none<br/><br/>Follows the Convey down the roads, that were still mostly empty from lack of adults.  His radio station still was not working, so he pops in a godsmack CD.  Driving with no music was not an enjoyable thing for him, he knew some people did the whole silence thing while they drove.  He smirked at the idea of it, thinking maybe they just sucked at driving so they needed to do the whole ten and two steering wheel style.  His smirk disappeared as the streets became familiar, 'yeah..of course'.  He thought to himself, as he realized that they were being led back Jack to his place.  He takes out another smoke and lite it up while shaking his head slightly.  "...control freak", he said to himself.  Knowing Jack always had to take the lead, and boss everyone around because his standards were the only acceptable ones in the history of man kind.<br/><br/>Almost sure where they were going, he takes a quick right and heads to Jack's a different way so he was not spotted by chance following them or pulling up a block away again.  This time parking in and old abandoned garage a block away, it was locked, but that didn't slow him down.  He had his lock-picks and it was open in two seconds, after that his car was inside out of sight. Walking the rest of the way quickly so he didn't miss anything, he gets to the corner across the street and pokes his head out to see if they were there.  He nodded to himself with a smug sense of approval of himself, "...oh dependable Jackle, set my clock by you".  Having got there just in time, he notices Jack take his stuff from his bike and head into his place.  Small conversation with the others and a few body gestures, plan to see he was directing them inside.  He pulled away from the corner and checked his watch; it was getting late, and he knew they wouldn't want to be out at night during the twilight they walked into today.<br/><br/>Turning from the Apartment as there was nothing to be done now, he walks back to his car to hang out until night fall.  Things had to be done, and other things needed to be known.  Though he did look over his shoulder in a rare moment of weakness, since she would be there and he didn't plan to see her again on bad terms....