Just as we caught up with them, we heard someone shout the boss's alias "Jean Louis" from behind us. We turned around to see it was Frost, an old acquaintance from our street days.
Seeing a familiar face, the other crooks also came out of hiding, and we all lit up, passing the flame and calling each other "brother." They told us the police seemed to be onto them. Our boss then took the initiative to suggest we scout ahead for them. Those little twerps kept thanking him profusely, saying, "Everyone on the street says Jean Louis is all about honor. Seeing it in person today, the reputation surely isn't unfounded."
They led us to a lumber yard on Saint Sebastian Road, where they stashed their loot. Then Frost proposed that he wanted to take the boss to meet the fence to discuss the price, claiming, "My name doesn't carry much weight, but if Jean Louis comes with me, we can definitely negotiate a better price than usual."
