"I'm Traven, and maybe, or maybe it's a trap set up at one of these locations." Traven says, glancing over at where the third man vanished. "I wonder what his card said."
Holstering his pistols, Traven turns around at the sound of a voice from the shadows, but as quickly as the voice spoke, it was gone.
Turning towards Charles,"I'm going to go back to the bar, maybe someone knows more about where 347 Castro St. is at."
Traven walks back to the bar, making a short stop at his car to change from the normal leather coat, to a leather duster to conceal the blades on his legs. After entering the bar he goes to the bartender and asks him. "Would you mind giving me two beers again? I need one for my friend over there." He says, nodding towards Shelley. Then placing enough money on the counter for the beers.