Vincent flashed the working man a grin. [color=orange]"Ah, don't mind me,"[/color] he said as he pushed himself away from the table. [color=orange]"I'm just passing through, that's all. I'm sorry about what happened to your son. I've had my fair share of trouble with crooked cops and sheriffs, so I kinda get what you're going through."[/color]

With that, he patted the man's shoulder and walked past him as he added, [color=orange]"But, I wouldn't worry too much about it. I've got a feeling that everything's gonna turn out for the best."[/color] He looked over his shoulder at his companions as he said, [color=orange]"I'm gonna go out for a walk. Don't wait up for me, alright?"[/color] With a wave, he stepped out of the diner and took in a deep breath.

Though he seemed cool and collected, he was actually seething inside. What he told the guy running the diner about having his fair share of trouble with corrupt law enforcement was true. Throughout the years he had been wandering on his own, he had come across more than one crooked cop who thought they could extort something out of him while hiding behind their badge. Each and every time, however, he showed that those badges weren't as effective as shields as they looked. Unless someone stopped him, Vincent was fully prepared to take on the small town's entire sheriff's department on his own.