The Hispanic man broke away from Oscar before he could accost him for his lies... Lies that Oscar had read from the man's brain like a book. He was still wrapping his mind around the confiscated thoughts when the patrolman said<strong>"Please hurry!"</strong>and the words snapped him out of his reverie. He didn't move, and raised his hand in the air to halt any of his comrades who might have made to follow the guy. He turned around and went to Athena, Janet and J.D., who were all looking curiously at him. "Hold on, guys. He's not who he says he is. There's a cocaine cartel running through this jungle, and this man's a part of a patrol that saw our jet fall out of the sky.<em>Don't</em>make any sudden movements, there's another one in the jungle watching us now with a rifle on the back of one of our heads." His grave, dark eyes flickered between each member of the Freedom Force, before he spoke again.<br/><br/>"He means to walk us right into a trap. I don't know what is planned for us, nor do I know if they had anything to do with the explosion that took down our plane. What do you say, Athena? Do we walk in anyways? Or take these guys out?" Oscar didn't feel comfortable making any big decisions. Athena was their leader, even if she wasn't their 'official leader'. She had a commanding spirit, which she exercised easily with a tone of confidence around her peers. He didn't intend to override her or upset the natural balance they had fleshed out.