He ignored Abby in the backseat as she complained about being out of cell signal. That was all part of the plan after all. He glances over at his wife and shakes his head. "Its ok. I just got lost following the detour. I saw a mechanic back down the road a little way - remember all those old rusty cars? - so I'll just go ask him how to get back to the detour. He probably knows some local shortcuts or something." He responds, keeping his cool.<br/><br/>He makes a swift u-turn and heads back to the mechanic. The yard was littered with old rusty cars and farm equipment and the house didn't look so good itself. But that was the beauty of the plan - the place had been abandoned for years. He pulls off the road and up the dirt road a little ways before parking. "I'll be back in a minute."<br/><br/>He shuts the engine off and takes the key with him, moving to the building before entering. Once inside, he finds his friend Mark waiting. A mattress and some blankets lay on the floor along with a chair. "Ready?" Drew asks immediately moving over to the chair.<br/><br/>"Damn straight." Mark replies. "I thought you had missed me when you drove by the first time. The bitches in the car?" He adds, moving over before loosely securing Drew to the chair.<br/><br/>"Yeah. Bitching like usual. Be rough with Alice. Who the fuck is that?" Drew says, spotting another man standing in the corner.<br/><br/>"Don't worry about Tiny over there. He's here to help. Two vs Two is going to be easier to keep them in control then 2 v 1." Mark responds, pulling his ski mask down, just like Tiny, so their faces couldn't be seen. "Back in a few."<br/><br/>He pulls a gun out of his waist band pocket and storms out and down to the car. He moves quickly, opening up the passenger door, pointing the gun at Alice. "Get the fuck out of the car!" He yells.