Carl's phone buzzed, and a new message came in. It was the name and location of the bar. The Bridge. He knew the bar. While it wasn't at the main entrance of the school, it was situated near one of the least-used entrances. One time when he had gone to pick up Ryan and Alex, they had passed it because of the heavy traffic at other entrances. Alex had mentioned he missed eating their fried chicken. Carl had suggested parking the car and letting them stop for a meal, but had been rejected.