Snake has taken the wheel; Blake sits in the passenger seat, Reizuki in the back. Blake's Elvin accomplice never did return. One of "N's" coworkers has brought them a new set of wheels—a small Euro-style sports car, red with a yellow strip running down the center. Reizuki sits on his knees, a sucker sticking out the side of his mouth, staring at Blake; Blake is staring at his phone. They are only a handful of miles away from the "Claw Corporation Towers." The sun is setting.
