"Hey Connor take a look we're in every major city."
Connor turned to look at the T.V. tuned into the news.
"The knowledge of our saints has reached across the Untied States. There are copy cats springing up in every major city. The most known of these copy cats is the Angel who resides in the city of angels." A picture flashed on the screen. Her eyes were so dark brown they were almost black in the picture they held warmth for the homeless child she was giving an apple too. Her hair was golden brown and pulled into a high pony tail with one strand left down framing her face. She was crouched in the picture; eye level with the child who smiled at her. The sweetest of smiles was painted across her lips. She wore a dark green leather jacket, a skin tight black Lynyrd Skynyrd shirt, a long flowing camo skirt, combat boots, and around her neck was a chocker made of bullets.
"Here she is seen feeding one of the many homeless children in the city. There are also rumors saying that she has murdered several serial killers that the police have been tracking for years. It has also been reported that she has saved several women from rapists. These women have said that she drops to one knee and preys in a foreign language over her victims." The reporter then went on to compare the Angel with the Saints.
"She's not bad to look at." Murphy stated to his brother.
"She's definitely easy on the eyes, but also very deadly." Connor agreed
"Why, because she kills bad guys?"
"No. Didn't you see the shot gun?"
"Shot gun?"
"Sawed off, twelve gage. It was on her back under the jacket." El Dauche spoke to his son.
"Wow I didn't even see it."
"That's the whole point."
"I'm glad you think she's good to look at. Go find her."
"What?"
"We have a common enemy."
"Who?"
"Rune."
"He's moved to L.A. to flee us. Word has it she's been trying to track him."
"So you want us to go there and help her kill him."
"Yes give her what we know and help get him off the streets."
"All right."
And so the saints left for L.A.
