ever so lightly, he touched down on a nearby high-rise building, unable to help folding his arms over his chest.
well, Mark was *alive. that was important. that was what he was concerned about, actually. . .
maybe Nolan owed him an *actually apology too but. . .
ha! yikes. —
Mark was on his usual surveillance, making sure everything was in order around his city…
“ Man.. If I was a murder villain with instant death abilities… where would I be?…”