Ryden lost contact of his men after they were captured. He had been on the run for two days after finding out that he was added on the wanted lists. There was even a price for anyone who would sell him out. He got a bounty of two thousand dollars hovering over his head.
"F*ck! F*ck! F*ck that bitch! How dare she do this to me?! Did she think I'd be afraid?! Huh! Let's see. I will make sure that you would beg me on your knees." His sinister smile crept across his lips as he walked from alleys to alleys. He didn't bring any money with him in case someone would rob him in the street. He didn't want to garner attention and expose himself to the crowd.
