Chris' phone sounded, a trancy echoing techno beat arising from his pocket. He checked the phone and shook his head, gripping it in his hand. He touched the menu button on the touch screen. "I will be back." He said to Darien. He exited the bar and headed outside. He walked down the street, messing with his phone. He sent the text message away and made his way to the Sabbat stronghold. He took a cab which dropped him off around the corner. "Leon god damn Brentwood." He cursed as he took a look at the damage. He looked down at his phone, responding to the text message that just arrived. He drew his Desert Eagle and fired it forward into the head of a Sabbat who had survived, without looking away from his phone. He holstered the gun and sighed. "Hopefully I can keep my name out of this shit." He said, putting away his phone.<br/><br/>As long as this guy was dealing with Sabbat, the name 'Daybreaker' would always be associated somehow. Hopefully he wouldn't be sent after. He tried to stay away from the more serious things; the people with resources. They were dangerous to him.