Getting home was a breeze of muddled joy and precise thoughts for Andre. Everything had worked according to plan and the only thing remaining was time. Time and a trap. He had succeded in startling and unnerving the great Theo Acres and had also succeded in turning him against his eldest son. However, the was one thing he was still slightly nervous about, Theo's reach and influence in the country. Yes, he had managed to cut him off in the capital but the country was a whole different matter altogether. He frowned as a solution to this presented itself. He sighed as he slowed down his motorcycle an came to halt at a roadside cafe. Curious and slightly hungry, he parks the motorcycle and enters the cafe. A child, oblivious to the world, rushed out laughing as his friend followed closely behind. For a moment, he stood and looked at them while a wave of nostlagia filled his gut.