right? Where my master plan is outlined. Like in the movies.

Just before the final battle and where, in your mind you, the “hero”, kill the bad guy and save the girl… right?

But there is no girl to save and let’s be honest, I’m not really the bad guy. You’re also not really any sort of hero, and we’re not really enemies. Well, at least we don’t need to be. We never needed to be. In fact, we could have been friends.

Steve shakes his head at the thoughts of them sharing beers and playing cards like best buds, then returns to scanning the floors of the shopping centre as Mark continues his rant.

He had to be somewhere close by,