I was starstrucked with that information, Uncle Dale was in prison, What happened?. I don't know how to verify clearly about this, the happiness I came with was long lost and what I have left now is confusion, anger and sadness. 
I went to our house, no one was in, after sometime of enquiring, I was told that they no longer live there, they vacated from the home two years ago. Why does all this have to happen two years ago?, How possible could everything change just immediately I was out of the picture?, Was that a mistake by cutting off contacts, what if they all planned to reach me and it was all an impossible mission for all of them?, Did my action ruin them?.
I enquired to know about Uncle Dale's location, where they said he was imprisoned, no one has a solid information, I took a lot of time enquiring but it was all for nothing, a total waste of time. It was getting late and I have already rented a room in the hotel where I can spend the night before heading out to see whether I can possibly get any information tonight.
I was sitting at the bar, drinking some wine as I kept reminiscing on what I was told about uncle Dale, how come all this happened?, Am I really that destructive?, Was I really the one that messed the family up?, What kind of person am I?.
“ Well well well.... You can cover your head and face, but when I see Jones, I will always recognize him at first glance.....”, I turned around to see who it was. I stood up immediately, hugging each and everyone of them, they're the only ones I can recognize here, I ordered for a table for four as we went and sat together.
“ Damn.... This is Willy, Jones f**king Williams our pal....”, Francis said, laughing out loud. Drew has that proud look on his face, seeing what I have achieved since I fled from the City. “ Was it really you doing all that stunts in that movie?.... I can remember how you played that racing scene like Damn, was this Jones?....”, Frankie said as we all laughed. I know I am still bothered about David and Uncle Dale's whereabouts, but seeing this guys, seeing them made me quite happy that I can get legit info from them. 
They're not looking like they're really on the right path themselves, they look like gangsters, thugs, but they're still my old friends, even though that part of them might be gone, they also recognize old friend when they see one.
“ Waiter.... Get some more drinks!....”, I requested, he went to carry out my order while I continue chatting with my old friends. “ You guys remember the first day we met Jones?... Damn, he was as skinny as f**k ”, Drew said as we all burst into laughter, I know that I should never ask them about themselves, it's written all over their faces and I can tell they don't like where they see themselves right now compared to me, I should just be as careful as the way I laugh with them because something else I don't know might possibly go on without me realizing, I wasn't even drinking with them, just ordered the drinks for them to enjoy themselves with the excuse that I have had enough already.
I was never the type that drinks beers, if it's not water, then it's wine, nothing else. Wine can be as hard as some beers or more, but they're my cheat drinks, no issues about that. Seeing that the conversation is coming short, I guess this was the time to ask for informations.
“ I heard that Uncle Dale was locked up guys, what really happened?, I haven't gotten a legit information from anyone since I began asking around....”, I asked them. I can see the way they looked amongst each other before Francis decided to speak.
“ Though we have no sh*t to do with that f**ker, but I heard that he blames you for their misfortune, but for me, all I can see was a trash child who doesn't know the direction he wants to go....”, he finished. Those words really hurt when he said that David blames me for their families misfortune, I know that I can't really believe everything they say, all I want right now is to know the location where Uncle Dale was locked up.
“ What about Uncle Dale.... Do anyone of you know where he's at?....”, I asked. I can see the exhale they released, even if they doesn't care about David anymore, I still believe that they're pained of what happened to Uncle Dale, they have a soft spot for him.
“ Uncle Dale.... Uncle Dale is in town, locked in the prison that stays at the other end of the City before you drive past the boundary, I can tell that his messed up son haven't gone to see him since ”, Drew said. What really happened?, This is getting to me more than I thought, the pain is really torturing to bear.
“ I am his son too Drew....”, I said to defend what he just said. “ you know you're way different from that ladyman, keep being the Jones you are today, and everyone will always love you ”, he said. Those words were really encouraging, but I have to see David first to confirm all they're saying.
“ Damn Jones... You never told us you came from the Orphanage man, I will always respect the Man you've become Willy....”, Frankie said. Yeah, they actually know by now, that's possibly the only thing that might have sent Uncle Dale to prison for the second time in his life.
“ I think I have to go now guys.... You guys can always chip this in, I've got your backs....”, I slipped them a few hundreds of dollars before I went on my way.