driveway and he stops the car. he opens up the door and he comes down the sideway and he clearly has his gun. well, this fires me up, like, you going to get at me with a gun? you know, like this is how we're doing this? i jump out of the car and i confront him and, you know, he backs down. but as i get in the car, i tell josh, i'm like, man, i ain't really feeling the way they got at us. that dude needs to get checked. he needs to understand who we are and not to mess with, you know, that's not acceptable to me. you got to understand the biker community is, like, they have very clear-cut codes on things, you know. you didn't brandish a gun unless you were willing to use it. like, you didn't pull out a gun and try to scare somebody with it because that's how you get killed. you betrayed your friend, you betrayed the code. death was warranted. the house that "gunner" lived in was basically a crash pad. a lot of people slept over there and kind of pit stopped. it was a high-traffic area. we knock on the door. patrick answers the door.