Since escaping General White and Pablo Soler, Bishop seeks out Dario as he tails him to downtown Miami. Bishop knows of a few far left store fronts known proponents for the Cuban Communist regime. Though Bishop wasn’t a fan of the Cuban regime at all, he was trying to stop possible violence from happening. Dario arrived first, as he parked in the alleyway just a few paces down from the far left store known as Meri’s Cafe. You could tell it was a far left cafe, because of the various far left stickers on display in its store front.

  “Ah yes, a target making itself known” laughed Dario.

  This was going to be an easy hit Dario thought in his head as he walked into Meri’s Cafe. The manager of the cafe – Dira Dunia, a known transgender activist noticed Dario stepping in.

  “Welcome to our cafe, how may I serve you?” asked Dira.

  Dario smiled, but this was a sinister smile. Dira could tell from the change in his demeanor.

  “Uh, sir?” asked Dira.

  Dario soon lunged towards Dira over the counter and soon pinned Dira against the wall.

  “If you want Pablo Soler to stop harassing your store front, you are going to have to give up information on where Cuban spies are reportedly around” said Dario.

  Dario was fishing information for General White for this mission at hand, since his experience as an Italian mob enforcer this was no problem. Dira began to sweat, he couldn’t believe he was being held up.

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  “Not so fast!” cried a voice behind Dario.

  Dario looked behind him and noticed Detective Bishop Flamme at the front entrance of the cafe.

  “Put him down” said Bishop.

  Dario had heard of Detective Bishop Flamme, but he didn’t anticipate a personal encounter with him.

  “To what do I owe this encounter, do you care about his cause?” asked Dario.

  “Not at all, but I am here to keep the peace and I strongly suggest you put him down” said Bishop.

  “Or what?” asked Dario.

  Bishop knew he would have to physically fight Dario, he then threw Dira down and soon charged towards Bishop at full speed. WHAM, Bishop couldn’t believe the punch that Dario had delivered towards him. Bishop stumbled backwards, still a bit bruised up. Dira couldn’t believe it, fighting in his own cafe!

  “Stop it, please, I don’t believe in violence!” cried Dira.

  Dario soon grabbed some hot coffee and threw it towards Bishop, some of the hot coffee got onto him and burned his skin.

  “You’ll regret that” said Bishop.

  Bishop soon grabbed a chair, almost out of a wrestling match began to use the chair as a defense tool against Dario.

  “What is this, the circus?” laughed Dario.

  Dario looked around to see what sort of tools he could use, he then decided to grab knives and threw at him.

  “If you want to play circus, let’s try a knife throwing competition!” laughed Dario.

  Bishop did his best trying to dodge the oncoming knives, the chair also acted as a shield from the oncoming knives. Dira who didn’t trust the police didn’t know what to do, all he could do was call up the local Antifa outfit to assist him. As he called them on his cellphone, a local Antifa leader – Archie Roberts agreed to respond.

  “Bring the crew” said Dira, “two men are messing up my cafe!”

  “Will do” said Archie.

  Archie and his Antifa supporters put on their masks and headed out.