[ He feels lightheaded. He lifts the pinwheel, still not believing what he's seeing.
Bye Bye 😃 ]
No. This isn't a coincidence. This is my stuff.
[ How and why and... He pulls out a leather jacket. Bomber style with a shearling collar. He hasn't had it since he faked his death and ran from the Red Dragon. ]
This is... all of my stuff.
[ More searching. In the pocket of the jacket is the key to the Swordfish II. He clutches it, expression unreadable. ]
Let's keep going.
[ He grabs a couple of 9mm magazines and puts the boxes back. ]
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Bye Bye 😃 ]
No. This isn't a coincidence. This is my stuff.
[ How and why and... He pulls out a leather jacket. Bomber style with a shearling collar. He hasn't had it since he faked his death and ran from the Red Dragon. ]
This is... all of my stuff.
[ More searching. In the pocket of the jacket is the key to the Swordfish II. He clutches it, expression unreadable. ]
Let's keep going.
[ He grabs a couple of 9mm magazines and puts the boxes back. ]