Kyle left them in that area after he got confirmation that Priscilla and Oliver were on their way.
But there was something strange, Kyle couldn't remember where his house stood.
No, that wasn't right, the houses here looked very different from what he remembered.
Kyle saw a passerby and stopped her in her tracks. This lady was covered in tattoos from head-to-toe but Kyle didn't judge by this.
What he judged her by was the fact that she was living in a crappy place such as this.
The lady looked at Kyle from head to toe like he was lost.
The way he looked, the way he carried himself, this man didn't live here.
"Are you lost bud?" The lady asked with a raised brow.
"Unfortunately, no," Kyle responded but the lady wasn't having it.
There was no reason for someone who looked as good as him to be here unless he was looking for some good stuff.
