GavinMy release made me more tense. Whaddya know?
I storm to my bike, get on it, clamp my hand on the gas and take off, trying to move as fast as my thoughts are racing.
Why do I even care that Tony doesn’t want to have dinner anyway? I don’t want anything serious now after all. I have enough on my plate without some… whatever this is.
Emptied-out downtown Toronto is calming. Just dim abandoned buildings, a finally-empty road, the hobos and me. Not the worst time for a nighttime drive.
Really, I should be heading home, but I’m not done with the Piccolos. Not yet.
They may have gotten away in the office, outnumbered me, but now I’m going to rip through their office.
I’ll find out what they’ve done with Hannah if I have to burn the place down.
I fly down the city streets like they’re
