<div style="text-align: center">《 Dan》<br/>
Location: At the cabins<br/>
With: Armando, Kennedy, Ezra &amp; Anise<br/>
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</div>Dan had to wiggle the knife blade to extract it from Evelyn's skull. The second kill was easier; he steeled himself for it and just thought of it as clearing the path. He could hear Armando working nearby and he caught glimpses of him in the dark. Thankfully Ray hadn't decided to pick them off in their labor, and between the two of them a half dozen of the dead were put back down. Tomorrow would bring with it another task – disposing of the bodies.<br/><br/>He walked back with Armanodo, face grim though a myriad of questions were tumbling in his mind. Why had Ray murdered the others? Was it at Hale's orders? Why had Armando let him walk away, unless it was because that SOB mafia man of Hale's was probably covering them with a rifle and Armando knew that anything more than a smack across Ray's face would have earned them both a bullet in their chests.<br/><br/>When they stopped at the cabin porch, Dan took a moment to survey the darkness for signs of others. He hoped there were others who survived the massacre, but feared that he and Armando were the only ones who lived.<br/><br/>His eyes darted to Armando's face when the man downplayed the slaughter that had just happened. '<i>Threat that was pacified? What threat?'</i>he thought.<br/><br/>Dan turned his glare away, not wanting the other man to see the turmoil in his eyes. '<i>Was that what we're doing then? We're just going to pretend like those people were caught in the crossfire…' </i>he frowned and considered the idea that Rebel was in there and had been injured.<br/><br/>He joined his voice with Armando's. "Rebel? You okay Sarge?" Dan was worried and it showed in the slight squint of his eyes and the furrow between his reddish-brown brows. He lowered his voice for Armando's ears only. "You think they got him?"