Everything fell apart, but at least no one died. Nick ran off. Jennifer could see why fairly quickly. Several of the group were armed, with some sort of sword and a fairly large gun. None of them was covered in blood, but Jennifer herself had a bit of that look going on, so it wouldn't take much to prompt a misunderstanding. Nick's decision to leave struck her as somewhat chivalrous, if misguided. He was so convinced he was the primary target. So sure he would draw the fire away from her.
Two of the others ran off, too. One was the girl with the gun. They weren't going the same way as Nick. It seemed everyone was tense, on edge. The people behind the truck spoke to each other. They didn't seem to be interested in Jennifer, and she was absolutely fucking fine with that.
"I'll, um, I guess I'll be, um, going then," she said, before taking off, heading back towards Melissa. She'd leave these other people to work things out. She really didn't want to be in the middle of a fight. Not now. Not again.
As she came up to Melissa, she found herself panting. Fuck. She just didn't have the energy she'd had five days ago. The island was taking its tole on her. On all of them, probably.
"We should go," she said. "Um, that is, um, if you want to be with Nick and me. He's, um, he's not so bad. Just, um, scared. I think we, um, I, I mean I think I can help him. We were going to the, um, house of mirrors."
That wasn't quite true. They were going near the house of mirrors, but she was pretty sure she hadn't given Nick the exact location, or at least not the full rationale. It would be very bad if he figured things out and beat them there. Maf was supposed to be at the house of mirrors, waiting for her. It was the message she'd asked Bill Davis to deliver all those days ago. She doubted it had reached Maf. Then again, maybe it had, if he'd been near there. If he'd met Nick. Maybe he was waiting.
She had to get to him before Nick. They were absolutely not going to fucking kill each other while she was lost somewhere else on this island. No way.
"Come on," she said, and got moving, keeping a fairly rapid pace, even if it did wear her out. No way they'd catch Nick, but they might not be too far behind.
((Jennifer Perez continued in A Day Late