Tyler expected to feel something when he finally came face-to-face with death. Part of him hoped for a blinding white light to welcome him to the afterlife. Barring that, witnessing the entirety of his life passing before his eyes would have sufficed. Disappointingly, there was nothing at all.
The concierge was pushed back by the force of the explosion. He received a face full of shrapnel, including bone matter from the first victims.
Max was going to have a hell of a time explaining this to the Boss.
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