Chapter 11: Welcome to the Jungle

The morning sun soon came out and shone on Isla Nublar where Howard King was resting in the Visitor's Center and Jessica Wu was resting in one of the empty employee rooms. Henry Wu had been successfully thrown off track and isn't aware of Jessica's presence on Isla Nublar.

John Hammond was still asleep, but Ray Arnold hadn't slept a wink. The radar had been successfully brought on the island and was being installed to ensure Biosyn wouldn't pay them another visit. Another one was being installed on Isla Sorna, but Wu wasn't informed why.

Arnold continued to collaborate the computers until Hammond stumbled in saying, "The InGen company summit is exactly a month and I've figured out the perfect job for you."

"Actually," Arnold said, not turning around as he continued to type. "I'm actually busy collaborating the computer system to work in sync with the electric fences. I actually have Howard King dragging them himself."

Hammond seemingly ignored Arnold and said, "Jessica Wu is downstairs eating Frosted Flakes. I've managed to persuade her that her name is Alexis Trusdale."

Arnold interrupted with a puzzled look as Hammond explained, "Alexis is my granddaughter's name. Anyways, you are taking her to Kenya with you and you are going to bring back a game warden for Jurassic Park from a reserve that I didn't even knew I owned."

"I can't," Arnold protested. "I can't keep a secret like this from Henry or Jessica." Hammond shook his head and began to chuckle. "Ray, you always say you can do anything that you get paid for, why should this be any different?"

Arnold sighed and replied. "Give me an hour and if I'm not at the helipad, you'll know why."

Back at Biosyn, Dodgson was confused on why he hadn't heard from Jessica Wu or Howard King, but he wasn't worried. Dodgson began to shuffle through his Plan B files until a Biosyn employee came in and said, "Mr. Dodgson, This came for you." The employee tossed him a manila envelope before exiting. Dodgson opened the envelope and pulled out a nametag with his picture reading Marcus Jackson.

"Perfect," Dodgson grinned. "With this, I'll be able to attend the InGen summit." Dodgson cackled as he pulled out another nametag with the name Richard Sorensen written on it with Howard King's picture on it. "Well," Dodgson said as he tossed it into the trashcan. "I won't be needing this."

Back on Isla Nublar, Ray Arnold reluctantly sat in the helicopter waiting for Jessica Wu. Jessica ran into the helicopter and yelled over the helicopter's noise, "You're Ray Arnold, right?"

Arnold nodded; relieved to hear that Hammond had told her his real name. Arnold was uneasy lying, but he did anyways. "And you're Alexis Trusdale, right?"

"I guess," she replied as the helicopter began to pull up, "or at least that's what John Hammond tells me." Arnold stared forward before asking, "What else did John tell you?"

Jessica smiled as she replied, "Mr. Hammond clarified for me that I work for a company call InGen as an intern and that I'm going to Kenya with you to find a game warden for his zoo. He emphasized the word zoo for some reason, but that's beside the point."

"Did he tell you about any other of the InGen employees? Perhaps, someone named Henry?" Jessica shook her head and asked, "Am I supposed to?"

"No," Arnold lied. "Just wondering." The rest of the flight was just unimportant conversation until the helicopter landing in the middle of an empty field. Arnold stepped out to see a clearly angry man wearing a brown uniform and wearing a brown hat holding a hunting gun. "Hey! What the hell do you think you're doing? The helipad's a mile south from here. You're in the middle of the preserve! You're lucky I don't shoot you!"

"Save your breath," Arnold instructed. "The pilot only speaks Spanish. He can't understand a word you're saying." The man didn't reply as Arnold extended his hand and said, "How rude of me, "I'm Ray Arnold. I work of InGen. The young woman behind me is Jess- uh, Alexis Trusdale, also works for InGen."

The man didn't seem any calmer and didn't shake Arnold's hand. Arnold lowered his hand as Jessica cautiously hopped out. The man continued to stare at Arnold in anger as he asked, "Well, Ray, what do you want?"

"I'm glad you asked," Arnold said. "InGen is building a zoo on a remote island where the animals exhibited will be unique to say the least. We've come here to interview all of your game wardens and choose which will be the best to protect the visitors from our animals and vice versa."

The man had clearly lost his anger and was now even smirking as he said, "We only have one game warden. Robert Muldoon."

"Really?" Arnold asked in shock, surprised to hear that one man could protect such a large expanse. "And were is this Robert Muldoon?"

The man chuckled before replying, "You're looking at him." Arnold smiled, but Jessica was still hiding behind Arnold. "I'll get the Explorer and give you a lift back to the inn." Muldoon began to walk off as Arnold turned around and asked, "What are you so scared of?"

"I'm not sure," Jessica replied. "For some reason, I think I'm afraid of the gun, even though I know that he would shoot me." Muldoon came back and Jessica hopped in the back seat. Arnold stepped closer and mumbled to himself; "My God, she doesn't even remember being shot."

Arnold slid into the passenger seat and said, "This is a nice car. Do you have any with roofs on it?"

"Oh, yeah," Muldoon replied. "These are just for studying the animals. Lots of tourists come and expect to see some sort of protection between them and the animals. What they don't realize is that these animals are actually quite tame. How about your zoo?"

"Well," Arnold replied, "Let's just say that the animals you're used to watching are very different from these animals."

The trio arrived back at the inn and as Jessica ran to the bathroom, Arnold and Muldoon sat at the only table in the lobby. The room was deserted, so Arnold knew that this was probably the best time to ask. "So, are you interested in working on our zoo?"

"I don't know," Muldoon retorted. "I don't know anything about this park. Where it is, what it looks like, and what kind of weapons I'll need."

"Then come with me back to Isla Nublar and as your questions will be answered." Muldoon was reluctant, but agreed. Jessica exited the bathroom to see that Muldoon and Arnold were already in the car. Jessica ran and hopped into the backseat and returned to the helicopter. The three noticed that there was a tiger resting near the helicopter and the pilot had locked all the doors and was cowering in fear inside.

Muldoon stopped the car abruptly and ran over to the tiger. Arnold noticed that he had left his gun behind and was ready to see how this played out. Muldoon began to talk to the tiger and the tiger seemed to understand him. The tiger began to slink away as Jessica came running with Arnold coming behind, lighting up another cigarette as he ran. "That was amazing," Jessica complimented. "If you can do that to a tiger, you're a shoe-in for the job."

"I wouldn't be too sure," Arnold interrupted, "Our animals can be rowdy."

"What are your animals?" Muldoon insisted.

Arnold chuckled before relying, "You'll see, you'll see." The trio entered the building and began their thirteen-hour flight back to Isla Nublar.

Back at InGen headquarters, Gennaro had been called back to the head office of Cowain, Swain, and Ross, leaving Regis in charge of the search. He knew where the park was, but he needed to know what was on it before he confronted Hammond at the summit. Regis tilted Hammond's chair back until the phone began to ring. "Regis cautiously picked up the phone and heard a familiar voice say, "Mr. Regis, or should I say, Mr. President of InGen."

"Dr. Malcolm," Regis replied. "How'd you get this number?"

"InGen is being very publicized these days with the disappearances of John Hammond and Henry Wu. Just another byproduct from Chaos Theory Industries. As a matter of fact, I wasn't even planning on buying a newspaper until I read the front page. That's Chaos Theory."

Regis didn't responds Malcolm continued. "Oh yeah, to make matters worse, the Law offices of Cowain, Swain and Ross are suing InGen for about 2.5 million dollars for misleading them about InGen's theme park." Regis lowered the phone and mumbled, "Gennaro. He's not working with me; he's working against me." Malcolm continued to rant, not noticing that Regis wasn't listening. Regis hung up and left Malcolm talking to himself and called Gennaro's office.

Mr. Regis," he said. "I'm surprised it took you so long to get back to me. I'm sorry it had to come to this, but since you don't know what's on the island, I'm going to make sure the InGen tells, or goes bankrupt. It's really your choice."

"Wait." Regis pleaded. "Hammond will be back for the summit. Wait until then." Gennaro didn't reply, only scoffed before hanging up. "Okay," Regis said to himself. "If Donald Gennaro wants to play hardball, so can I."