haha good question. the idea was, Frank is trying to take a breather after one particularly hard mission - which has forced him to blow his hideaway and lose everything - again. something that Frank is pretty used to by now.
he's managed to escape relatively unscathed, but all he's got left is a .45 or two. he's got to rebuild his life all over again.
he's stolen a van and parked it on a forgotten street in the ghetto, where he climbs into the back and gets a few hours of much deserved sleep. Morning comes and he decides he might as well wash the blood out of his uniform, and put something in his stomach.
his day hasn't even started yet when sure enough, trouble finds him. again.
the last thing he wants to do is get involved with some street punks war party.
capiche?