Mark paused at the entrance of a dimly lit alley, cautiously scanning the quiet surroundings for any signs of movement. Lenon rarely ventured outside, preferring the comfort of his home. Tonight, however, Mark was resolute about confronting him.
Taking a deep breath to calm his nerves, Mark moved stealthily along the alley, sticking close to the shadows. He had studied Lenon's habits meticulously, knowing his isolation made him an easier target.
Finding a hidden spot by the building, Mark settled in to observe. He knew rushing in would be a mistake; patience was key. His mind raced with thoughts of recent revelations about Tiby's manipulation, fueling his determination to confront Lenon and get answers.
An hour dragged by. Mark lit a cigarette, the glow briefly illuminating his focused expression. Finally, the moment came: the delivery robot approached, carrying a package for Lenon.