Tom lifts a hand in return, and watches them file back through the door into the bar.
The door shuts.
He actually manages to keep himself from moving forward to open it again -- for about two seconds. Then he darts forward and cracks it open, peering inside.
Empty apartment building lobby.
Okay. Okay. No going back now.
Okay.
Tom adjusts his grip on the cricket bat, checks his gun, checks his backpack, checks the sun, and starts walking. New York's a long way away, and he's burning daylight.
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Date: 2008-06-01 01:43 am (UTC)The door shuts.
He actually manages to keep himself from moving forward to open it again -- for about two seconds. Then he darts forward and cracks it open, peering inside.
Empty apartment building lobby.
Okay. Okay. No going back now.
Okay.
Tom adjusts his grip on the cricket bat, checks his gun, checks his backpack, checks the sun, and starts walking. New York's a long way away, and he's burning daylight.