[b]Lancaster Render - Tommie's - Thomas Swindle and Baylen Denney[/b]

Lancaster contemplated what Thomas said, trying desperately to put a face to the name but had no such luck. Whoever the creep was, Lancaster was going to find him and make him pay. He hated disappointing Thomas like this - but even worse their entire gang was in danger. If he didn't sort this out, there was going to be a shit storm and Lancaster was going to be right in the middle of it. 

"Sure thing, Thomas," he told him as Thomas checked his phone and set in motion to leave. "I'll find whatever low life is doing this."

After Thomas left, Lancaster heaved a heavy sigh and leaned back against the wall, downing the rest of his drink. The anxiety had him dying for a smoke and he felt useless just sitting around Tommie's when the bastard could very well be in the warehouse at that very moment. It didn't matter that he wasn't prepared for it, Lancaster was going to get to the warehouse and try and catch this guy. He turned to Baylen who was still standing there. While Lancaster was a rather tall and intimidating man, he had a feeling that it might not be just one man that was doing this, but [i]men[/i]. It was also late at night, which put him a little on edge. He didn't necessarily need anyone to join him but it certainly would be wise. Baylen was the only one around that Lancaster trusted with this, other than Thomas.

"I'm goin' to the warehouse. You comin'?"