All five of them walked back to the room where the mysterious man was left the night before.
"Britt, you know when you said that you feel as if someone was watching us?" Heather said.
"Yeah?" Britt answered.
"I have a feeling that Scar sent more than one person to follow us." Ed looked back at Britt and Heather.
"Don't worry, as long as you're with us we won't let anyone hurt you." He said. Al opened the door.
"He's not there!" He said.
"Huh?" Heather stopped right where she was, her eyes widened with fear. An unreadable expression on her face.
"Are you OK?" Ed said.
"What if he comes again?" Ed put an arm around Heather who was staring off into nothing.
"Don't worry, as I said before: Al and I won't let anyone you or Britt or Bec." Heather looked up and smiled. Britt leaned to Al and said
"That's the first time I've ever seen her smile like that."
"What do you mean?" Al said.
"I've never seen her smile in a depressing situation."
"I know you two are talking about me." Heather said.
"Shut up you." Britt said back. They heard a voice coming from the room that the man was supposed to be in. But, not a man's voice, a girl's voice. Heather looked through the door.
"Who's there?" She said as the hesitantly walked in, still a little shaken from the night before.
"Ah, so you're the ones that I'm supposed to kill…" A figure emerged from the darkness.
"What?" Heather's face went pale.
"What is it Heather?" Ed said when he saw the expression on her face.
"Why do you want to kill us?" Heather said.
"I have orders, and its fun to kill." The girl said.
"Who gave you those orders?" Ed said. The girl pulled out a gun.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Heather said.
"Why? What could you possibly do to intimidate me?"Ed clapped his hands.
"The bullet will ricochet off of my arm." He said.
"How do you know that, are you sure that the bullet won't just go straight through it?"
"I know because of past experiences and yes, I am sure." Ed grinned. The girl was about to pull the trigger, but she was knocked to the ground.
"Bec?" Heather said, shocked that she actually was able to take the girl by surprise.
"You're welcome." Bec said.
"Get off me!" Heather knelt down beside the girl who had been crash tackled by Bec.
"Who are you?" Heather said. She didn't say anything, she just kept struggling. "Fine, if you're not going to answer me…" She stood up. "Ed, what should we do with her?" She grinned. Ed knew where she was going with this whereas the others were quite confused. He nodded at her.
"Oh, I don't know, maybe… DEATH BY ARMSTRONG!" Heather laughed at this.
"You two can never stay serious about something for more than 20 minutes can you?" Al said.
"I can if I wanted to." Heather said. She looked back at the stranger. "Look, if you tell us what we want to know then we won't turn you over to the authorities… or Armstrong." Ed and Bec chuckled.
"Are you ever going to learn, Heather?" Britt said.
"Nope." Heather seemed proud of herself.
"GET OFF ME!" The girl kept struggling. Bec got up and the girl took her chance to get up and run. She was halfway out the door when Al caught her by the back of the shirt. The girl tried to pull herself out of his grip.
"I'm not letting go." He said.
"Just tell us who sent you to kill us." Said Britt.
"Scar isn't going to be happy if he finds out that I didn't kill you guys." The girl said.
"Scar? Again?" Ed said. "How does he know where we are anyway?" The girl shrugged.
'Where will I go? What am I going to do to get away from these freaks AND avoid Scar?' She thought. Ed leaned into Heather's ear.
"What are we going to do with her now? It's not like she's going to say anything else." He whispered.
"Just let her go." Heather said, just loud enough for the girl to hear. Al let go of her shirt, expecting her to run.
"Why aren't you running?" Al asked.
"I just realised, I don't have anywhere to go; Scar will hunt me down and kill me!"
"Why?"
"Scar told me that if I don't succeed this time, he'll kill me."
"This time?"
"He has tried to get me to commit homicide on a number of occasions. Every time, I backed out and ran away but, he ends up finding me and bringing me back anyway." Tear spilled over her eyelids and wet her cheeks. "I don't want to go back there."
"C'mon, let's go find some food." Ed said.
"Geez brother, is that all you care about?" Al rolled his eyes.
"So, what's your name?" Heather asked.
"Chloe." She said.
"Do you have anywhere to go? Family? Friends?"
"No, they're all with Scar." Chloe stared at the floor a she walked. Bec ran to catch up with Chloe and Heather.
"Do you know the whereabouts of Scar at the moment?" She asked. Chloe looked up.
"Yeah, just outside of East."
"He's quicker than I thought." Ed said under his breath. He picked up his pace and walked quickly down the hallway. Al ran after him.
"Brother, where are you going?" He said. Ed disappeared around the corner.
"Where'd he go?" Britt asked Al when she and the other girls caught up.
"Follow me." Al said. He took Britt's hand and ran down the hallway with Heather, Chloe and Bec closely behind. They emerged from the building, running fast down the road.
"Brother!" Al seemed worried.
"Why are you so worried Al?" Bec asked.
"I'm afraid that brother will do something stupid."
"Like what?" Heather asked.
"Like take on Scar on his own."
Ed walked along the road, kicking a rock along as he walked. He knew Scar was somewhere around there, he just didn't know where.
"That bastard, I swear, if he shows his face, I'm gonna punch it in." He mumbled to himself, frustrated at the amount of grief that he is causing Britt and Heather as well as the grief that he had already caused him and Al in the past. Ed picked up a slightly larger rock that was near him and threw it against a wall.
"You can't find me, can you?" Ed gasped when he heard this. He spun around. No one.
"Scar!" He turned around again. "I know you're here!"
"Who are you talking to?" He heard Heather's voice say. He turned around for a third time.
"When'd you get here?" He said with a sweet smile, disappointed yet, relived that it wasn't Scar.
"Just then." She returned the smile.
"How did you know where I was?"
"Al and the others are just around the corner, we followed the sound of you talking to yourself."
"But Scar was just here, I heard him…" Heather's heart skipped a beat when she heard someone's footsteps behind her. To he relief, it was Bec and Chloe.
"Where's Britt and Al?" Heather asked.
"Oh, I thought they were behind us." Chloe said.
Meanwhile Al and Britt were further behind. They stopped walking. Al turned to Britt and held her hands in his.
"What, Al?" She asked, blushing a little.
"Britt, I have to tell you something…" Britt looked at Al as he said this. "I love you Britt, I can't hold it in any longer." Britt couldn't help but blush even more, she was speechless. Al stepped forward and kissed her. She felt as if she melted inside. She returned the kiss. She put her hands on the back of his neck as he pulled her closer to him. A million thoughts rushed through Britt's mind, she didn't want the moment to end, but alas, it did. They heard Ed calling from afar. Al pulled away and looked into Britt's eyes.
"I didn't want it to end either." He said as if he had read her mind. "Come on, brother sounds like he's getting worried." They started to walk in the direction of Ed's voice.
"Oh, there you guys are." Heather said as Al and Britt walked around the corner. Heather didn't bother asking. Ed stood next to Heather and said to Al and Britt.
"Where do you two keep disappearing to?" Britt stayed silent and looked to Al, expecting for him to say something. Al bit his lip.
"Uh, brother that's a conversation for another time." He said.
"What do you mean by that, Al?" Al looked around, not wanting to look his brother in the eye. "Al?"
"Oh, look, I thought I saw something move over there, it might have been Scar. Britt and I will check it out." Al said quickly. He turned and walked away with Britt by his side, hoping that Ed wouldn't get too suspicious.
"Those two have been acting strangely lately, something's up." Ed said to Heather.
"And, it's not like Britt to stay quiet for that long." Heather answered.
