Your boots padded the dusty rooftops as you, the colonial and the sergeant majors dashed after El Sin Nombre. Your girlfriend. It was about the sixth time this month you were on her tail, lying to Los Vaqueros just to keep her safe. Valeria leaped off the roof top, now running through the crowded streets.

"¡Mierda! split up!" Alejandro ordered as he took the left. Rudy nodded and took the right, leading you to follow her directly. Valeria ran into a dark ally, to be with you.