"I..." Rosemary tried to get the words to come out of her mouth when all her mind could think about was Paulo's gone
which at this point could be synonymous with something very, very bad. She moved back into the room, pacing back and forth while trying to think of something, anything that could pinpoint them to the boy's location.
"The Overpass- the announcement said Max was heading there to the prize." She finally got out. It was the only place she could think of that could work. But if Max's body was not there, where would they go?
"We should get moving. If- if we don't find him there, then we'll try to think of another place. The woods are off limits today, so he'd have to take another road to get there."
Her words were rushed as she slipped her now dry hoodie on, leaving it open as she slung her bag across her shoulders and tossed Meera's to her. Now was not the time to panic, the last time she panicked Joey's head got fucking blown off and that was not going to happen to Paulo.
Not if she could stop it.
She picked up the shotgun, it was loaded, the safety on. She had read and gleaned what little she could from the manual, but it still felt so heavy. It could work as a way to scare off attackers. They needed to go find Paulo.
"We need to find him- before he does something he'll regret."
(Rosemary Michaels continued to Kill All Motherfuckers