The tires spin out leaving a trail of smoke behind the car. The man swears at passing drivers not believing they could block his path. The wheels squeal into the parking lot leaving burnt asphalt behind. He storms in the building past the security, no time to explain. He bolts into a crowded elevator past several people before mashing the button to close the door. He exits at the third floor, and moves quicker knowing his goal is near. Through one final door he finds his wife and new life.
