‘Fate has a way of lining you up in ways you can never imagine, right? I had been thinking of where to locate my HQ for the better part of a week.  There was plenty to do already, without relocating. But it was fate that kept coming to mind. There was a guy who once told me what my fate was. He even went so far as to tell me I had no other options.’ Carollo looked around the limo and couldn’t help but smile. ‘He was about as wrong as I was thinking that I had some sort of control over it. That was when it hit me. I always read my journals, and as my driver took me around Philly I kept looking through them for something I remembered. Finally there it was, The Model B. It was an account of a car heist; it wouldn’t mean a thing except there was this extra car. Who cares, right? Except that it just sat there, even after this guy died.  His illegitimate son came back and took the inherited car, and that extra car just sat there. This bastard was the arrogant sort, you could see it in his writing. I remembered that journal entry easy since he just titled it My Car. He was just another punk riding on his old man’s hard work.  So now I’m starting to think about that extra car, and that HQ and that office. I could have it all if I found the car.’ “BIFF! Pull over right here!” Biff screeched to a halt outside a couple large double doors. “Jesus boss! What the hell, one minute you’re deep in study the next minute I think we’re about to drive off a cliff!” “You’re a funny guy Biff, now get the fuck out the car and come with me.” ‘As we approach the double doors I get that feeling of déjà vu.’ Biff pulls open the doors in slow motion and as the light slowly penetrates the garage there sits a dusty car with an old sign on it, still legible. “Rourke” Sam looks at Biff. "Who the hell is that?" “I don’t know boss.”  “Well its mine now. Let’s check the rest of this place out. You know there is a trap door in here?”  The men walk through the old HQ checking out various rooms. The sound of Biff calling brought Sam running to a large office. “Boss! Boss, who did your suit Boss?” Sam looks at Biff kinda funny. “You know McFly did it.” “Boss, you look just like this guy.” Sam turned to a picture on the wall and looked into a mirror image. The caption simply said “Philly’s Phinest Phcuk”.

Sam Carollo began to laugh. As Biff stood there staring at the dual images he had the Odd sensation that both were laughing at him. He stumbled back out of the office and hurried down the corridor, leaving Carollo there laughing at his own picture in the most peculiar fcuking way.

Biff walks down the hall, thinking His boss, or even himself was loosing their minds from the laughing , and even seeing the image of the man on the picture, who looked just like Sam.

I swear this day can't get anymore strange as it already has!

Biff looks to his right and sees Mcfly , sir I feel somthing is going odd around here in the HQ.

Biff and Mcfly both turn back , hearing the mad laughter coming from their bosses office.

Mcfly I will let you go deal with this. Im to creeped out.

Biff runs and gets into the car, and drives to the nearest place to fill up on some booze.