"We're looking for four, two large, two scrawny. She injured every one of them, so keep an eye out for superficial wounds on arms, necks, faces, chests. You know the drill, guys."
"Roger Sirs. If they are there, their asses are ours. If they aren't there maybe we can convince the patrons that going out and finding our targets for us will make their lives much longer than if they get in our way or do nothing."
A few minutes ride put them outside the bar Charles had described. It was a dive bar with a flickering neon sign proclaiming it the "Silver Shell" however one of the letters had burned out and in the dark it now read "Silver Hell"
A quick GPS check showed that this place was easily within striking distance of the place where Layla was attacked.