>>5579992Strangely enough, it doesn’t take much to find him. You catch sight of him walking between some shelves near the back of the store, far away from the commotion out front. There’s almost nobody here now. You quickly run over, catching sight of him walking into an aisle several rows up. Can he move that quickly? You begin to run after him, before quickly checking behind you. You see Simon waiting patiently at the aisle you just left. Bastard. He’s going to let you confront this guy on your own. Not like you have much choice with the gun hanging at his side. You venture forward, alone.
You quickly round the corner only come face to face with him. He looks every inch the popular image of a man in black. Suit, sunglasses, suitcase. Not even a hint of an expression on his face. And he’s staring right at you. It seems like he was expecting you, and there’s nobody else in this aisle. Simon probably can’t even see what’s happening here.
You wait for him to move, or even say something, but he doesn’t react to your sudden appearance. Hell, he doesn’t even look like he’s breathing. He could be a wax statue for all you know, if it weren’t for the fact that he’s started smirking.
Looks like he’s waiting for you to make the first move.
What will you say to him?
>Excuse me sir, could you tell me the directions out of here? I’m old and a little lost.>Hey! I know you’re involved with the pies. Fess up!>Am I supposed to know what you’re waiting for?>(Write in) 