Mailman

It took a long time for Michael's mind to stop wandering to places that involved actions that would almost certainly get him locked up for life or even worse. His hands are still a bit unsteady when he left Olivia's house in his car, forcing him to pull the vehicle over to a stop at the side of the road after some minutes. With the way he was feeling right then, there was a very good chance of him getting caught up in something terrible.

Staring at the black dashboard, Michael had a brief moment of stillness before he slammed his fists on the dashboard in anger.

"That fucking bastard..." He all but snarled, his mind focused on the intense hatred and anger he was currently feeling for Noah Grant.