His hands hovered uncertainly over the send button.
'Cyan, I'm sorry for what I said last night. Meet me on Main Street, the building next door to the abandoned supermarket around 8. Mark.'
Send.
Sent.
His mouth pulled up into a sneer as he stared down at the trap he had devoted so many hours to, the trap which would remove Peter Strahm from his life, once and for all.
Tonight, he would truly become the Jigsaw legacy.
Tomorrow, the Special Agent would become Jigsaw to the world.
"It fits together perfectly." He snorted, already laying out the evidence which would lead Dan Erickson to a terrible conclusion. A strange feeling had begun to blossom in his chest as he stared down at Strahm's phone- was it excitement?
Mark paused for a moment at the thought of Cyan caught in his game, a world in which he had never intended to involve her with.
He buried his emotions as he continued with his plan.
He was good at that.
The hours ticked by...
Now, all he had to do was wait.