"Yes. And I sleep on the floor." Henry replied without a hint of embarrassment. "So why the floor? Get yourself a frigin bed." Jensen commented to his old friend. "The bed was unnecessary. Needed the money for bribes." Henry stated while he walked over to the bundle of blankets and pulled out a metal case from beneath. They headed back downstairs before he tossed it onto the wooden table and unlocked it. It was a laptop. Perhaps the only valuable thing in the house. Henry ignored the guests reaction and continued with his business. He opened the laptop and moved a paper from between the screen and keyboard. Placing it gently down beside, Henry booted up the computer. He began his research once again. Jensen however was paying more attention to the paper that Henry moved. It wasn't so much a paper as it was a picture. Actually it was a picture of Henry and another boy spray painting in a subway. Jensen remembered this kid as Henry's younger brother...