[Poggio]

The plan was falling to piece all around him. He wasn't suppose to have the kid, he was suppose to be on an escape pod with the Aliens. "Listen, one stop calling me Master. My name is Jirazel, two this was not suppose to happen." He felt slightly heroic some what spitting out cliched lines that he felt he heard in a movie. He looked at the young boy, at least he was keeping his composure? Or was that training of servitude. Unsure Jizrael slid his hands down to his weapon. "Look kid, the plans up in smoke and I have an under ground bunker that we can wait this out, but we have to get to it. There isn't going to be any money in this so if we survive you are free to go." He dared a look at the boy. "If we can get to a car, we can get to the underground. Now come on Sergio." He saw an opening to weave in between cars and he took it coming up to one that looked pretty fast but it was locked. Taking his dagger he smashed the window, praying it was a smart enough car that he did not need a key to steal it. He was in a little bit of luck as it turned it was, the bad news that it came with a loud alarm. Yanking the door free from its lock, he slid inside and started it up. "Come on kid if you want to live."