A home

After their impromptu meal, they drove on and soon reached a part of town that wasn’t in the best of shapes. It was between the borders of Chavley and Cipher, two territories belonging to two different gangs, making it a problematic area. Most of the fighting between the two colour gangs would be in this area, meaning any type of night business would struggle.

The car had eventually stopped outside what looked like a boarded up bar. The windows had hard cardboard covering them up, and spray paint on the outside. It was hard to tell what it was because there were no signs, nor did that establishment have a name or anything. At least the letters that used to be there looked to have been taken off or stolen. The group got out of the car, and were looking left and right to see if there were any signs of trouble and were happy to see that it seemed to be a silent night. Perhaps the gangs were being a bit more cautious due to the rising tensions.