<div style="text-align: center">《 Ezra 》// Morris truck // Group​</div><br/>Ezra stayed silent while his sister chatted with one of the men. Her words were few, but they elicited an astonished response all the same. He scrubbed his hand over his face and carded it up into his hair to push the locks from his eyes. "There was no reason for us to spend time outside the property line." Ezra responded to the man's latest question, his eyes finding the others as they sat around in the back of the truck. "Hale had guards patrol the area outside of the fence. Maybe as far as the KOA, I don't remember." He shrugged as he remembered that one of the guards had been the reason they sought safety in the KOA. One of them had been there before.<br/><br/>"We were assured that Abendblume was safe. Hale extended his hand to us with no mention of an expiration date." The whole situation left a sour taste in his mouth. There had to be some aspect of Hale's plan that had been kept behind his expertly crafted curtain. It was too coincidental that Hale Jr followed them out the very night they were exiled from Abendblume.<br/><br/>"As far as we were told, the shooting was not planned." The guards were either genuinely surprised or they were far better actors than Ezra had considered them to be. He didn't know them all that well to begin with. They could have been in Hale's pocket the entire time.<br/><br/>"Armando told me he confiscated the firearms from Hale's son and sent him back to Abendblume." Ezra licked his lips and rested his hands on his legs where they bent at the knee. "There is no way for us to know the truth from a well fabricated story. It was in our best interest to get away from the area. Regardless of what happened, we need to wash our hands of Abendblume. The guards can return and paint whatever picture will support their story the best. None of us will be around to fight them on it. If we were meant to die, I hope they tell Hale their mission was successful."