"At least there are cabs," Brendan said under his breath, tone wry. There was, admittedly, a nice sense of normalcy in it, something much needed, but it was a small comfort when he still had two frightened girls, a wife who didn't seem to be anywhere in sight, and a brother it was difficult to determine where he stood with. It was just a few minutes ago that they'd been holding each other, something put right even if not everything had been yet, at least in his mind. The same clearly wasn't true of Tommy, though, if he'd been here that long. Brendan couldn't even be sure if he knew about it at all. That would just fucking figure, if he didn't. "So you know where this is, then? The place we're going?"