A/N- Because you asked for it.
Two Weeks Later
"Hey Ryan." A man called from across the cafe.
Neal looked up at the sound of his new name. Only two week, and already he had managed to create a network of new friends.
"Hi George." Neal said when the man was within small-talk distance.
Neal knew it wasn't an answer to run away, but he hadn't seen any other option. The only plus he could see was that Peter hadn't found him. Or Peter hadn't tried to find him.
Neal did not know why, but that thought that Peter didn't care scared him more than being arrested again.
Ignoring his new friend, Neal stood up and walked away from the cafe, leaving a couple of bills on the table.
He needed to know what was going on back in New York, and there was only one person who could tell him that.
Neal needed to talk to Moz.