"Okay. I'll do it," Matt replied. Acting before he could talk himself out of it, he rushed for the freedom of the nearby street. He checked his back, watching for cameras, snipers, anything. To his surprise, no one appeared. He wasn't sure if he should be relieved or even more worried. How could these people let them slip out so easily? Especially with the scientist. She would be a liability by now. His head was spinning with questions and fears, but he forced them out of his head and made for the bus station.

He slid into the crowd immediately, mumbling an "Excuse me" to the nearest person whether they deserved it or not. The station times were printed on a large sign, and, reading it quickly as possibly, the next bus would should up in around seven minutes. It would be the longest seven minutes he had ever endured. His heart dropped as he realized he had no money. How would they get onto the bus? Maybe the scientist had some? It was the only thing he could think of. He looked back towards the exit at the two women and nodded, holding up seven fingers. He immediately ducked back into the crowd, taking a seat beside a woman and child. 

A newspaper was lying unused on the bench and he snatched it up, feigning interest on whatever was happening on Page A4. The woman kept checking her watch and Matt used every chance he got to sneak a glance at it. He was going to be on that bus. The women would have six minutes to decide if they wanted to join him or try something else and hopefully bring some money. His wallet was...still in his pocket! Matt smacked himself in the head, immediately regretting it as his hand touched the wound. He had a few dollars at least and a credit card. Enough to go wherever this bus was going.