Slowly coming to a halt, Thomas looked at his blackberry again to confirm the location. Looking at the shop and the blackberry again, he sighed and shook his head. Running his hand through his hair, he rolled his eyes and said, "it has to be done, for the greater good."
Silencing the engine, he pocketed the blackberry and stepped out of the car, locking it and pocketing the keys. Placing a hand in his pocket, he walked to the shop front with his head held high and knocked swiftly on the door.
Get in, get out. Just wish I didn't have to associate with them so much... But at least it's only one of them. What are the odds there are anymore? Not that I would notice them.