[b]Tyler - Baton Rouge/Bingo Hall - Katie/George[/b] When he noticed the door creeping open, Tyler quickly took hold of Katie's hand. He'd managed to get himself into a standing position and pull her away by the time he found himself staring down the barrel of a shotgun. He slightly shook his head and held in a swear. "We're sorry," Tyler said. "We didn't mean any harm. We're on our own, so we--" He paused to take a breath. "We'll leave you and the area alone, we promise." He inched slowly away, his head downcast in an attempt to seem as nonthreatening as possible. He went to turn Katie around when an idea popped into his head. Could they really just walk away? They were new in these parts, and Tyler imagined the next place they explored would end in similar results. It was a bitter thought, but a man and his daughter were easy targets. "Wait," Tyler said, turning back to the man with a shotgun. "Have you been in the area long? How far have you seen? How far have you... explored? It would help us greatly to know." That it would, but if the man figured they had a crew waiting on them, he probably wouldn't be so loose with his information. The ball was in his court now, Tyler knew.