"I doubt the girl has any contact information,"  Butcher said.  "She was bought as a slave and I doubt she was let go after a few movies.  After all, what do you do to a girl who can't say no?  I don't think she'd be willing to forgive and forget.  Maybe put a bullet in his head, take a lot of drugs and try to forget but certainly not forgive."<br/><br/>He spun the pad around.<br/><br/>So, you got an address for this guy on SAints Row or are you going to make us try and find a phne book to look him up?  Time is wasting and this storm won't last forever.<br/><br/>Butcher wanted the storm to last.  He wanted it to get worse.  Riding in the rain was nothing new to him but the thunder would cover gunfire and lightning strikes could cover power failures caused by shooting out transformers.  The worse the storm, the more anything they did could be written off as atmospheric disturbance.