A blue mood.

This must have been the foggiest day of the entire year. The air was so humid, cold and still that even the birds had fallen silent. He had given up trying to light his cigar, and instead just stood there, pondering his next move. She was pissed, no question about that. But could he risk catching up with her and letting Baker slip away?

Suddenly, he missed the days when he was a man with nothing to lose.