Kelly within a split micro second had changed the aim of her Bo staff to avoid Max who had just about started to lift his shotgun to fire at her.
Kelly landed gracefully on the floor and smiled at Max.
"Hey" she smiled.
"Are you crazy?" exclaimed Max. "You almost took my fucking head off!"
"I thought someone was following me as glad it's you" smiled Kelly. "Oh and Max sorry about that!" apologised Kelly.
"No sweat, remember I have a tracer to find everyone. I think it has something to do with these fucking collars something like GPS or something like that." Max explained. "We have also got two traces on the beach."
"Should we go and check it out?" asked Kelly.
"Yeah but I get a bad feeling it could be bad no movement from them. There was another trace heading north but I didn't see who it was though." Sighed Max.
"Let's go and find out who they are then and let's hope for the best."
"Ok I just hope it isn't what I fear has happened."
"And that is?"
"They are dead"
The two friends made their way slowly onto the beach and moved up to the beach huts. Max indicated that the two blips where in there. Max kicked the door open and aimed his shotgun in. Two bodies lay their James Walker and Greg Oates.
"Christ two are more dead!" moaned Max.
"I think Cara killed them Gemma's got a machine gun their wud be more bullets lying around." Sighed Kelly.
"Cara's playing the game to?" asked Max genuinely shocked.
"Yeah we had a confrontation earlier."