Opening Narration in “Unfinished Business”

It doesn't matter anymore who you are, or where. Every town, every city is just like the last: a waypoint on an endless road that goes nowhere. A place to stop running, to think, to hide. Another job, another name. Is that enough? It has to be. It's all you've got. ... They got the wrong man. That hits close to home, remember? They wouldn't believe you either. Tough, but it's no concern of yours. You have to stay clear, stay out of it; you can't afford to take the chance. What is he -- a stranger, a vagrant, a nothing? Just a name: Arthur Tibbetts -- no fixed address. Ask yourself: is he worth the risk?