As Frank approached the diner, he heard a loud commotion coming from a side alley. He slowed down to take a look and saw a woman being mugged by two young boys who couldn’t have been more than sixteen. Then woman began to scream for help as the two vandals took off and were running towards him. Seeing as how his new persona, Franklin Jones, had recently resigned from the secret service due to being shot in the field and tired of being on desk duty, he crouched low and prepared to tackle the teenagers as they ran past him. And somehow he managed to grab the one carrying the purse, and swung him into the brick wall of the building. He struggled to get free as he screamed profanities as he watched his friend leave him behind. But his slender frame was no match for the six foot four and two hundred twenty pound body restraining him.