There’s nothing special about me, I’m just an ordinary guy. I’m just an
everyday Joe, another dumb schlock walking the streets.
So you’re heading up 85, what happens next?
So you left the restaurant, what did you do?
So what happened next?
So what happened when you got to Charlotte?
So what happened when he took you to the back of the bar?
So
what did you do after you pulled into the station?
So, after the heat blew over about the private eye, what did you do?
So how was the bus ride home?
Ok, let me get this straight. You’re in the hotel room. You’ve got God knows how many thugs outside. And they’ve already shot this “Gabriel” guy. So, pretty much, you have no way out and nowhere to go.
So, you left the used car lot to head back to Greenville?
I’ll bet it was a long drive back to Charlotte.
Must have been a long wait for eleven o’clock the next day?
So what happened next?
So, in a few week’s time, you went from king of the world to helpless fool on the floor of a gas station. What had to be going through your head?
