The route to the river from the camp was starting to get familiar enough that Dom could walk it in his sleep if he needed to. He'd already done it basically blindfolded since it was so dark the last time, and this time was shaping up to be the same way. The sun was falling quickly and the signs of dusk were already taking their toll on the trio's movements. They stuck close to each other and moved as a unit, no doubt Jay was used to that and had probably helped teach Manny. When they would hear a noise Jay would hold up a fist as the sign to hold, then two fingers jutted out to the side meant to fan out and investigate. Most of the time it was just rabbits or squirrels in the trees, but given the state of their mission it would be dumb, not to mention risky to not take precaution.

As they moved Dom tried to go through different scenarios in his head to help himself come up with things to say if they got caught or if Calloway thought he was lying about knowing the right time of the attack. He and his men were always at the ready anyway, so he hoped that throwing them off wouldn't catch them so off guard that it would be suspicious. He knew Giana and Colin and the rest of the soldiers weren't naïve enough to believe that they were untouchable, but he wasn't sure if they were slack enough to allow him and his partners to pull off a heist and get away with their lives. Surely they would forgive him for being there since it was part of his cover, but how long would it take, and how hard would he have to work for that forgiveness?

They traveled silently until they got to the river, then Jay gave the round-up signal for them to fall in on him. They grouped off to the side of the man-worn trail in the cover of the trees, scoping the area ahead to see if any movement was visible. It was almost pitch black out so seeing anyone move would be lucky at best, so they huddled in to get the plan of action.

"We're going to cross one at a time" said Jay. "I'll go first, then Manny, then you, Dom. Got it?"

"Yes sir" said Dom and Manny at the same time.

Jay stepped out from the trees slowly, strafing right with his eyes on the other riverbank. He moved forward and waded into the water, turning a full three-sixty to look back at the guys who were waiting in the trees. With his rifle slung over his back he swam hard across the current and landed on the other side of the river after a few minutes, and Manny was on his way. He moved the same as Jay, slow and calculated, until he jumped in and swam across as well. Dom followed up and when all three of them were reset and ready to move, The second half of the trip was a little different since he hadn't been down that part in a few days and had only traveled it once, plus it was so dark they could barely see each other a few feet away. Jay obviously knew where he was going since he bobbed and weaved through the trees like a pro, getting them the other four or five miles in under two hours. They reached the road where it was significantly lighter out, and the sight before them was almost enough to make Dom throw up.

Two Humvees sat angled in towards each other with two soldiers for each truck. Jay halted them and tried to stay hidden in the trees, but one of the soldiers was urinating by the treeline and was close enough to hear them approaching.

"Stop where you are" said the soldier, his voice loud enough to rouse the rest of his patrol. "Guys, get down here."

Dom backed up and pushed Manny behind him as he moved, crouched low to the ground in case bullets started flying. He could feel his heart buzzing like a hummingbird's with each step he took. Manny was breathing hard behind him and Jay seemed frozen in place, but the soldiers in the open weren't moving.

"Come on out, no one needs to get hurt" said the same guard.

"No one's goin' anywhere, chief" said Jay. "So why don't you just back off."

"We can talk about this, but not from this angle. Put your weapons down and come out peacefully, and we can come to a deal."

Jay actually chuckled before he turned around and faced Dom and Manny, which set Manny a little bit on edge. He looked like he had never been in a situation like that before and while he was keen to go in the first place, he probably assumed that nothing was going to happen, which is always a bad idea. Dom kept scanning the area around them for breaks in coverage that they could use to fall back to, but they were seen too early to have any available moves. The soldier that did all the talking was under cover behind one of the Humvees and continued to demand that they lay down their weapons.

"The way I see it" he began, "if you're just normal, harmless people, you wouldn't have any trouble laying down your arms to talk to us for a few minutes now would you?"

"Who said we're harmless" yelled Jay, and with that there was some shifting among Calloway's men. It was too dark to see who was moving where but it sounded like they were possibly setting up to flank them.

"You're making this more difficult than it has to be. If you just-"

Jay shot two bullets from his rifle into the side of the Humvee the guard was behind to cut him off. As soon as the shots rang out Dom found another spot a few feet away from Jay and trained his rifle in the direction of Calloway's men. Manny laid flat on his stomach with his rifle point towards the right side truck opposite of the main soldier. Jay popped another bullet into the truck and then two of the guards on the other side started shooting into the trees. A branch split about five feet above Dom's head as he found cover behind a thick tree. Manny stayed flat on the ground and Jay moved up a few feet, his weapon still aimed at the truck. Calloway's men got in the trucks and drove forward a bit ducked down in the seats so they could get closer, then stepped out and stayed behind the cover of the vehicles. Manny took two quick shots and busted out a tire from the truck on the right, of which the loud bang from the air pressure made the soldiers behind that truck jump.

"We need to get out of here" said Dom. "They aren't going to let us go, not now."

"You're exactly right, they won't let us go" said Jay. He fired another round that Dom could tell hit glass but didn't shatter. "The only way we're getting out of this is if we kill them before they kill us."

Manny shifted his position and army crawled a few paces forward. Calloway's men were advancing on them, trying to circle in from the flanks to get around their sides. Jay fired to his left and the ricochet echoed through the trees. One of Calloway's men had made his way to the edge of the trees when he saw Dom's outline. He tried to lift his rifle to shoot but Dom was already aiming, and in that moment he exhaled and pulled the trigger. A pained scream tore through the night and then all three of the other guards started shooting at once. Everyone was playing it cool before, poking around to see where the enemy was hiding, but now that agonizing cry of a wounded man had sounded and it was a free for all. Manny and Jay fired back shot for shot and the man Dom hit fell to the ground. He stopped moving after a minute or two and the sick feeling in his stomach told Dom that he was dead. Another scream ripped through the air and this time it was Manny, who abandoned all restraint and turned his controlled shots into sprays of burst fire. Glass shattered and once the bullets stopped flying he could hear the pounding footsteps of Calloway's men retreating to the vehicles for cover. Each side had each other pinned down in the dark, the only difference was instead of a game of laser tag this was real war, with real bullets and real consequences.

Both groups were locked in a standstill for over twenty minutes until the roar of another engine sounded to their right. Another one of Calloway's Humvees screeched to a halt with its lights on, pointed right into the trees they were retreating to. The brightness caught Dom off guard and purple spots flashed behind his eyelids, making it impossible to see even outlines in the darkness in front of him. More shots shredded the trees near him and he ducked down even lower, practically crawling through the underbrush to find a bigger tree that was further away. The light gave away all of their movements and clearly showed a large pool of blood on the leaves Manny had been lying on. Manny had moved to where Jay was and the two of them alternated fire from two sides of a large oak, successfully pushing Calloway's men back to their vehicles.

"Who's out there?" a familiar voice called. Giana.

"You know damn well who we are" Jay shouted, anger dripping from his accusation.

"I'm gonna come forward, don't shoot" said Giana. "We need to talk about this before anyone else gets hurt."

She passed by the dead body, careful not to kick the soldier in the dark. There was only about twenty feet between her and Dom by the time she stopped, and he swore he could almost hear her heartbeat from where he was crouched, but then realized that it was his own thudding in his ears. He tried to think of a way that he could get them alone so they could talk, but with five other people around them, all shooting at each other, that was going to be nearly impossible. She took a few more steps forward with her hands in the air and Dom finally got the idea he was waiting for. He moved forward as quietly as he could, hoping that maybe Jay or Manny would move and get her attention to their side of the trees. The soldiers in the back stood still behind the cover of the vehicles, no longer shooting, for the moment, due most likely to Giana's orders.

"I have the ability to let you guys go" said Giana. "We knocked off one of your supply runs, true. I know you're upset about that."

"You're god damn right we're upset about that!" yelled Jay. " Giana turned to face him and Dom angled towards her. "Calloway has done nothing but kill and steal for the past three weeks and no one has even tried to stop him, no one until us!"

Under the cover of Jay's yelling Dom bit the bullet and jumped out from the trees, moving as fast as he could to get Giana in a full nelson so she couldn't move or fight back. She jumped at his movement and tried to reposition herself before he got to her but he was too fast, catching her around the wrist at first before pulling her in for the wrestling move. She struggled against him but he was clearly stronger than her in the upper body. He pulled her backwards toward the trees where he was under cover and the soldiers in the clearing changed positions.

"It's OK" Giana yelled, "don't fire."

"Jay, move out and take their weapons" said Dom. "If they don't comply shoot them."

Jay and Manny both moved out of their spots and headed to the Humvees with their rifles trained on the men behind them. With the distraction of his team Dom loosened his grip on Giana and turned them around.

"What the hell is going on, Giana?"

"You tell me hotshot."

"The intel that I got from Jay said this wasn't going down until tomorrow night, why were these guys even here?"

"Come on Dom, you're smarter than that" said Giana. "You know how this wartime thing goes. People lie and set false trails all the time. You never know who's listening."

They looked around to make sure the others were still busy with each other. Manny had taken the guns from the soldiers while Jay loaded all of them into one of the three Humvees. They cramped in and he slammed the door shut, taking out and lightning a cigarette he must have stolen from one of them.

"We need to ramp this thing up" said Giana.

"How?" asked Dom.

"They're coming back, put your game face on."

Jay looked pleased while Manny looked wild. His eyes shot back and forth as he held his shoulder, blood still seeping from it. He knew he had to get him back to camp ASAP or he was going to lose too much blood. Dom had a good grip on Giana that made it look like he was strong-arming her, but in reality she was comfortable enough that she wouldn't get hurt.

"Nice job Dom" said Jay. He looked at Giana with a curious expression. "What do you have to say for yourself"

"Well, Calloway's gonna be pretty pissed when he finds out his inside man gave him the wrong information, but he won't be too mad since we intercepted you guys anyway."

Jay smiled and shook his head. "Right, inside man. I figured such a juvenile tactic would be beneath you, Giana."

"You know her?" asked Dom slightly confused.

"Of course. She's one of Calloway's top Lieutenants. We make it a priority to know who's who in his ranks for exactly this reason."

"And we make it a priority to have a plant in every group we can" said Giana.

"If this man that has you in a chokehold is a plant of yours, why would you give him up?"

"Because he gave us bad information and we think he may have flipped, which by the way I'm being held right now I'm thinking is true."

Dom was even more confused and was starting to get scared. Manny looked like he had been personally offended by Dom's betrayal and Jay was starting to lose his resolve. Giana struggled against Dom again and broke free, turning around to face them all while Dom stared at the ground in shock. Jay pointed his gun at Dom and pointed at Giana so Manny would aim at her.

"Is this true, Dom?" asked Manny. "Is she right? You've flipped and want to help us now?"

"It doesn't matter" said Jay. "He fed them information once, there's no way he's coming back with us."

"I gave them the wrong information, on purpose" said Dom. "They wanted me to give them something but when I got here I saw how nice everyone in camp is and how it's about being together and I couldn't deal with anyone getting hurt, so I told them you were doing this tomorrow night." He was talking too fast and his hands shook as he spoke, but he tried to steady them the best he could. "I couldn't deal with the thought of anyone from camp getting killed so I gave them false intel."

"Coward" said Giana.

"She's probably lying anyway" said Jay. "It would be better for them if we split up, fought amongst each other."

"Lying?" Giana chuckled and pitted her tongue in her cheek. "If I was lying then how would I know your camp setup? Medical and meeting tents near the trail out to the river. Civilian setup in the back, bonfire in the middle. Storage and stone oven to the left."

Dom was floored. He didn't tell Colin any of those things, so how did she know? "So what? They could have had scouts in the area. She can't prove it was me that gave that information. Frankly I'd be more surprised if they didn't have that information, that's standard wartime intel."

"Alright" said Jay. "We need to get out of here before anyone else shows up but we'll discuss this back at camp. Manny, take her up and put her in the Humvee with the others, we're taking the other two back with us."

"You're letting them go?" asked Manny. "They wouldn't let us go."

All three of them considered the woman in front of them and she looked as resolute as ever. When Jay and Manny turned to each other she shot Dom a look, one that seemed a mixture of 'you'll be OK' and 'I'm sorry.'

"They shot one of us, we killed one of them. That's enough for one day."

At the vehicles Jay gave a set of keys to Manny for one truck and kept the other for himself. "Dom, you're riding with me." Dom got in and Jay went to the window of the truck with the soldiers in it. "We're gonna drive about a mile up the road and drop the keys for this truck off, so you can walk up and get them once we're gone."

"Thanks for that" said Giana sarcastically.

"Be sure to tell your boss that we did something nice for you."

The tension in the air between Giana and Jay was almost tangible. He looked at her with such a contempt that she smiled at him and Dom could only look on in silence. There was a certain understanding between the two of them when it came to doing what you needed to for your people, but of course stipulations of war were determined differently by different people according to what the present situation was when they needed something. Most people would like to claim that their morals were incorruptible, but countless events through history proved that even the most honest people were capable of terrible things in the face of extinction.

On the ride back to camp Jay was mostly silent until Dom yawned reflexively at the dark night sky.

"All that blabbing to the enemy got you tired, huh?" asked Jay.

"I told you what happened" said Dom.

"Well you should have come to me in the first place. We could have worked this out better if I knew what was going on."

"Right" Dom scoffed. "I show up at your camp out of nowhere and say what? 'Hi, I just left Calloway's faction and I'm here to be a double agent for you guys even though I don't know any of you.'"

"I suppose you're right" said Jay. "This is just complicated, that's all. How can I be sure you two aren't working together to play me?" The two trucks pulled down the pipeline service road and arrived at the camp in the early hours of the morning. Manny parked right next to Jay and got out with the guns he'd taken from the soldiers saddled on his shoulder. "How do I know you haven't told them anything else?"

"You just have to trust me I guess."

"Well I'm sorry but that's something I can't do."

Dom got out of the truck with a bad feeling in his gut and sure enough, as soon as Jay rounded the front he grabbed him and pulled his arms behind his back. The camp was still asleep so no one could see what was going on. Probably for the better. He stumbled forward awkwardly while Jay pushed him, his hands around Dom's wrists. Once they got to the main council tent he pushed Dom into a chair and told him to sit still, motioning for a guard outside the tent to come inside and watch him. He left and was gone for maybe a few minutes before he returned with rope he used to tie Dom's hands behind his back. The rope wrapper around the chair and pulled tight, making it almost impossible for him to move.

The inside of the tent was nicer than he expected it to be. It had pretty high ceilings for a tent, and nice animal skin rug in the middle of the floor. A large wooden desk sat off to the left of the entrance and had a field lamp and some folders on it. A map of the area, which looked like it had been ripped out of a Rand McNally, hung on the opposite wall of the desk and had different colored markings on it than it normally should. Dom studied it and realized they were marking territories, much like Calloway did with the map at the hotel. The guard tasked with watching him stood next to the entrance with his rifle in hand while Jay sat behind the desk and rubbed the space between his eyes gently. He looked like he was having a rough time still and Dom wondered if maybe he had some underlying health issues that was making his existence difficult.

"So, explain to me from the beginning" said Jay. "Where did you come from?"

It was a simple question really, but the answer he gave would dictate what happened next in the grand scheme of things, so he had to be careful what story he spun. Did he tell the truth about being with Tori and the girls, staying with Calloway for a while? Or did he leave them out of it and go with the original straggler bit? It was a tough choice but it boiled down to one thing; Giana. She was very clever and he thought she seemed to have some special training, like maybe she was FBI or something before the Conflict. She definitely carried herself in a professional manner and there was no doubt she was great at what she did, and that meant that whatever he did would have to pass her moreso than Jay. He wondered why she decided to give him up in the woods, what her plan could have been. He was confident in what she had taught him in counter-interrogation techniques, but he wasn't really thrilled to actually use them. That said, it seemed like the only way he was going to be able to be in a good position to keep helping the camp was to play up the victim and get out as soon as possible if it didn't go as planned.

"I was moving east from Nevada after my brother was killed in a riot that took out half of Reno. I eventually ended up in Denver with a few other people but that was when the fires started, and I got separated from the people I had been traveling with."

"Where did you meet these people?" asked Jay.

"Oklahoma City" said Dom. Even was he was impressed with himself for spinning answer so quickly.

"What were their names?"

He thought back and remembered the guys on the highway that had helped them get around the gas truck fire. "The older guy was Floyd, the younger guy, his son, was Jeff and the youngest kid was Jonny."

"What happened to them again?" Jay was watching Dom out of the corner of his eye as he took a seat on the edge of the desk.

"We had been there for two days when the fires were starting to spread. One of the buildings across the street from where we were squatting caught up and by the time we came back from the day's hunt it had collapsed on itself. Jeff tried to go back for the stuff they'd left in the building but the smoke was too much."

"So how did you get separated?"

"Floyd was old and didn't breathe very well, needed oxygen and such" said Dom. "The air quality got so bad that he could barely breathe at all, and he collapsed on the road on our way out of the city."

"So you just left them there?"

"No, I wouldn't do that." He felt like Jay was starting to make personal jabs to get him uncomfortable and potentially make him slip up.

"Then what?"

"Floyd ended up dying from smoke inhalation since his lungs were already bad and Jeff was devastated. He just couldn't seem to pick himself up so I tried to help him up to get him out of there. Jonny kind of looked at Floyd like a grandfather and when he died he was upset. Took off running into a crowd and I lost sight of him."

"You didn't try to look for him?" Jay adjusted his spot on the desk and checked his watch.

"Well like I said, I was carrying Jeff and I couldn't just drop him in the middle of the road. The kid was running away from the fire so I figured he would stop when he was clear and wait for us, but I never saw him again."

He tried to vividly picture the scene he had conjured up as best he could, to really feel the emotion he was fibbing about having felt. He remembered Matthew's face when he and Marie left the supermarket where Jonny and his brothers were, and part of him really did wonder where those kids were and if they were OK. Jay watched him curiously, as if maybe he would open up about something he wasn't supposed to any second. The guard stood straight with his eyes focused on the far wall, not even paying attention to their conversation. Jay took something out of a drawer in his desk, which turned out to be a pack of cigarettes, and handed one to the guard. The man took it as a dismissal and he left the tent with a quick nod.

The tension in the room started to rise and Dom was all of a sudden feeling vulnerable. He was in the tent all alone with this man that didn't seem like he was wound very tight, and who also seemed to think he was a traitor. He tried not to dwell on the fact that since he was tied up he would have to take any abuse that came at him in an attempt to get him to spill his guts, but it was hard to put that aside when all he saw when he closed his eyes was a fist connecting with his nose. The motion of rubbing his hands together behind his back made it so the knot loosened a little and with luck he was hoping to be able to wiggle free in a last ditch measure.

Jay took a seat in the chair behind the desk and pulled open the bottom right drawer, extracting a bottle of amber liquid Dom knew to be whiskey as soon as he saw it. Instead of pouring it into a glass Jay unscrewed the top and took a long drink right from the bottle, the kind of drink that screamed alcoholic, and it dawned on him that his mannerisms were indeed that of someone going through minor withdrawal symptoms.

"You know, since this whole shit show it's almost impossible to get a good drink" said Jay. "Just a couple months ago I had a pretty substantial bar tab though, so I guess you take the good with the bad."

"You do that a lot, drink?" asked Dom.

Jay looked positively malicious for a split second before his mouth curled into a smile. "I see, I see. You're the kind that pays attention."

"It doesn't pay not to" said Dom.

"Well not everyone thinks the way you do it seems. Now tell me," he stood up and took another swig from the bottle before sitting it down on the desk, "what happened to our dear friend Jeffrey?"

"I'm not sure. I got him out of the hot zone and set him down in an empty ice cream parlor since he wouldn't walk on his own or talk or anything. I was already feeling kind of weak from not having eaten in a while and with the air as bad as it was I couldn't afford the extra exertion of carrying him around."

"So you did in fact leave him behind?" asked Jay. His eyes were already starting to gloss a little bit in the jaundice-like glow of the camp lantern.

"If you want to be a dick about it, yeah, I did" said Dom. He was starting to get frustrated at the game Jay was playing and he wasn't going to let him run the show like that. "If you're done trying to bait me keep asking what you actuallyneed to know so I can get out of here."

"And go where?" asked Jay. He took the few steps from the desk over to the chair where Dom was tied up. "Where are you gonna go? Back to Calloway? Cause you sure as hell aren't stayin' here." He turned his back and walked towards the tent's front, pacing for a minute before taking another drink from the bottle. "I can't trust you anymore, and I can't let you leave to go work against me with Calloway, you're too good of a catch for them."

"Look" said Dom, "after I left the city I wandered around for a little while, not sure where to go. Calloway had a supply team in the area that picked me up and offered to give me food in exchange for service. I was starving so I didn't even question them."

Jay looked at Dom like he was some kind of white trash monster. "So if you were helping them how did you wind up here with a fresh ass kicking?"

"I didn't like the way they operated. Stealing from anyone and everyone that they deemed weren't good enough to serve in their army. The way they showed blatant disregard for human life made me want to get out. But they're like a gang, blood in, blood out."

"So, what? You ran?"

"I told them I would be a double agent and feed them information if they let me infiltrate your camp. They knew you guys were on the lookout for moles so when I got dropped off they roughed me up to make it look like I had been jumped, to add to the sympathy factor."

Jay smiled and even laughed a little. "Clever bastards."

"When I got here I thought about just staying but I realized that it would work better to my advantage if I at least made it look like I was helping them instead of abandoning them altogether. That way if we got into a confrontation I might have a leg up on the situation."

"Well it seems to me like you have a strong survival spirit" said Jay. "Can't fault you for that I guess."

Dom continued wiggling his hands and the ropes were starting to loosen. He had rope burn all over his wrists and it was agonizing to feel the fibers sliding across his raw skin, but if it was a choice between healing for a week and dying, tied to a chair like a terrorist, there was no question. Jay seemed to be fighting with himself as much as he was fighting with Dom. He would take a drink and put the bottle down, pace for a minute and then take another drink. It was like he didn't want to drink but he had to and it was killing him, literally and metaphorically. Someone with that kind of ailment was definitely not fit to lead but apparently no one else really saw him much to call him out on it.

When the bottle was finished he put it back in the bottom drawer of the desk and set his sights back on Dom. He licked his lips and cracked his neck in a way that looked like he was getting ready for a fight so Dom tried even harder to break loose of his binds.

"I'm only gonna ask you this once" said Jay, "and I want to hear the right answer."

"Your version of the right answer and mine might not match up" said Dom.

"What else did you tell them about us?"

"I already told you everything, there's nothing else."

Jay cocked back and landed a punch on Dom's jaw that almost knocked him over in the chair. The shooting pain throbbed from his bottom gums all the way to his temples, giving him an instant headache. He stretched his neck and reset his jaw to prepare for another hit; the feeling that this wasn't going to end anytime soon was the most unpleasant thing he'd felt since his brother's death.

"Now, how would she know about the stone oven if you didn't tell her? We just built that around the time you came in."

"You're telling me you don't think they have people casing this place at all times? That with all of the infinite power and bodies that Calloway has at his disposal he doesn't have at least one crew dedicated to watching us every waking moment?"

"You talk about that prick like he's a fucking God or something" Jay spat, disgusted at the heroic image of Calloway and his army.

"You're forgetting that I've been there. I was in the warehouse district, inside the buildings. I've seen what they have and how they operate. I hold him in high regard because he deserves it. If you don't respect a worthy opponent it'll bite you in the ass."

"Well I'M the worthy opponent around here" Jay roared, hiccuping slightly at the excessive force. His voice echoed through the clearing and Dom wondered how long it would take for someone to come check on them. "He may have more resources than I do, but we have heart." He pounded his fist against his chest so hard that the sound alone predicted a nice bruise. "You can have all the resources in the world but if you don't appreciate what you have then you'll lose it."

The guard that had left with the cigarette made his way back into the tent with an alarming look on his face. He looked at Dom, who had already started swelling with a large pinkish mark on his face, then smelled the air with a sideways glance at Jay.

"Get the fuck out!" Jay yelled, pointing to the tent flap. The guard put his hands up and backed out quickly. No quicker than the guard left did Gerry file in in his place.

"Jesus Christ Jay what's going on in here?" asked Gerry. He saw Dom tied to the chair and his face went pale. "What are you doing to this kid?"

"This kid" said Jay, "is a traitor. He fed information to Calloway's goons that almost got us killed."

Gerry looked worried. "Is this true?"

"I've told him three times now" said Dom. "I was working with Calloway but I lied to them and said I would be a double agent to get out. I didn't like it over there and wanted to go somewhere else, but they don't let you just leave."

"So what did you do?" asked Gerry.

"I gave them information about a supply raid but I told them it was going to happen a day later than it was really going to, so that way I'd be right about the attack but wrong about the time so nobody would get hurt and I could just say that it was a tactic you guys were using, saying wrong times out loud."

Gerry considered what he said and frowned at Jay, who was now lolling a bit against the desk like he was ready to pass out. Dom took advantage of Jay's sleepiness and used a little more force to work against the ropes and finally got his hands free. He worked the rope out from between the bars of the chair back so he would be ready to spring when the time came. Gerry shook his head at Jay and and turned back to Dom.

"Go get some sleep, Dom. I'll work this out."

"He's not going ANYWHERE!" Jay yelled, snapping back to attention. He took a couple steps towards Dom like he was going to delve back into his physical information gathering approach but as soon as he moved Dom shot up from the chair and leveled him back into the desk. Jay landed on his back and skidded across the top of the desk all the way to the other side, falling off the edge onto the ground. He hit with a thud as all of the oxygen in his lungs was pushed out and Dom bolted for the tent flap. Gerry jumped out of the way as he burst out into the clearing, looking for Manny. He spotted the guard talking to the guy he had first seen when he arrived at the camp and made a bee line for them.

"Manny I need the keys to that truck" said Dom.

"Sure bud, we heading back out? You get everything cleared up?"

"Yeah it's all clear, I need the keys. Quick."

As soon as Manny dropped the keys in his hand Dom slapped his shoulder hard and sprinted as fast as he could for the trucks. He looked behind himself when he was approaching the closest Humvee and saw Jay finally stumbling out of the tent with Gerry at his side as he hopped in. He turned the truck over and it started at once, and with one last look at the camp he peeled out through the pipeline road towards the warehouse district.