With Max laid to rest in Santa Carla, Michael tries to get out, but he can't get far enough.
This was never supposed to happen.
The mask comes off, and Finney leaves the basement behind. He's still not free.
Paul and Julian fake a breakup, take their payoff money, and run. The problem with running is that you're there wherever you go.
“Jin-zongzhu,” comes a voice, “have you ever thought that while you may be the mantis, tonight, there is an oriole in wait behind you?”
Behind Jin Guangyao, Nie Mingjue — the sage, the keeper, the forgotten part of the tale — stands, stretches out his hand, and snaps his neck.
"I can’t even take you home," he says, with coolly enforced casualness. "You know that, don’t you? Even if I ripped up every threshold in The Unclean Realm, the bagua will stop you. The Stone Castles can’t shelter you, either, nor can the Sabre Halls."
There's rules that go with being Adam's errand boy -- sort of workplace regulations. Be there whenever he needs you, don't mess with his stuff, don't ask annoying questions.
On the road, after the walls come down. Tris looks for answers; Peter looks for an ending.
Peter lays traps, and is caught in them.
Riley Flynn flees Crockett Island, and the priest follows.