You’re sitting in your car, about to pull out of the mall parking lot when an expensive-looking black SUV fails to give way, scraping against your car.

The SUV’s window rolls down, revealing Graves, a middle-aged man with an arrogant, entitled expression, looking like he rules the world.

He gives you a once-over, then casually rummages through his glove compartment. After a moment, he pulls out a thick stack of cash and tosses it toward you, the bills landing through your open window.

“That enough?”

Graves nearly scoffs, already turning back to the road, hand shifting to the gear as if he has more important places to be.