So he has been. Unrelated to his life as the Punisher, is the implication. A safehouse should be low profile, its dullness taken as read. Other qualities would bear mentioning first. It isn't a property he had hidden away for a rainy day or post-traumatic shitstorm. And it can't have been in the family: Frank Castle is legally dead.

She's content with that, facing the road with a wan smile. "I could chop the crap out of some wood." It was a chore in the villages, but a cathartic one, with or without super-strength. Slightly more cathartic with.