Frank's assimilation into normalcy was complete, except something seemed wrong. What did he forget? Something was bothering him, was there blood on his face? Was he caught with his proverbial pants down? Frank looked up from the street and tried to catch the eyes of every passerby to get a glimpse of what they saw. It couldn't have been the crime scene he was careful, he knew the rules.
This was eating at him and maybe grabbing a bite to eat would be ideal. Frank shuffled through his pocket and could feel that he probably picked about 150 bucks off that rapist and Hello Deli was only a few blocks away.