Cath nodded. "I'll see what I can scrounge up for you," he said. "I doubt any of us will be getting much rest tonight." He knew he wasn't.
He could help but be hopeful for the younger man. The world needed more people with dreams like this one's. He hoped for the sake of the ones like this one, they made it out of this mess.
Draining his beer, Cath tossed a couple of dollars extra on the table for the waitress. He'd learned all he really could from this one. Security didn't know anything that wasn't already common knowledge.
Rising, he clapped Ronnie on his shoulder. "Have a good night," he told him, then headed off. He wanted to go check on Mae and take care of something he'd been putting off for far too long.