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Location: <i>KOA cabin</i><br/>
Addressing: <i>Rachel</i>​</div><br/>"Damn it," Rebel motioned for the small crowd of people to get inside, hoping that the wooden cabin would afford them some protection. Ezra and his sister ran by Kennedy, sweeping him along with them. But Rachel was still crouching outside with her hands over her ears as if she could escape the gunfire if she didn't hear it.<br/><br/>He resented the customs officer for talking to him as if he was someone to be ordered around. What did Ezra know about real law enforcement anyway? He was just a fancy tax man for the feds.<br/><br/>Rebel turned to Kennedy and pointed towards the bed. "Prop that up in front of the window. Lock this door and only open it for people you know, understand? Anise, stay low and behind as many layers of wall as you can."<br/><br/>Joining Ezra at the door he surveyed the dark scene. "<i>Trying </i>to draw gunfire?" he said, unholstering his pistol and holding it low at the ready. "You stay here and guard your sister. I'll bring her back," he said, taking one more glance before brushing by the man and running tactically towards the sound of Rachel's voice.