as the group walked down the hall of statues and hit the stairs , there was n't a lot of talking . i shrugged , still unable to look at him for very long . what have i done with my life ? we all have limits , and when we push them , we tire . he closed his eyes briefly as the city flashed by , his pulse pumping at his temples . you kids want to get down to business ? '' `` it 's not about the building or the fortune . '' 