[b]Enrique-The Road to Baton Rouge-The Pack[/b]

Enrique was sitting in the front of the Yukon, with Colton in the drivers seat. Enrique was twirling a knife between his fingers waiting for Emma to come out. He looked over to Berkley who was hanging out the back of the truck and shouted at him.

"Go tell her to get her ass out here now," Enrique said as Berkley hopped out of the truck bed and went into the house. Enrique didnt like waiting on people, especially when he was in a hurry. He had a bad feeling, like an oncoming storm was about to crash down on the pack. He tossed the knife on the dash and watched as Emma and Berkley exited the building. He had hopes that no idiot left anything distinguishable behind, he had thought about burning the house down but that'd waste fuel and it'd be burning for close to a day. He watched as Emma walked up to the vehicle, he nodded at her and then looked towards Berkley who closed the truck bed behind himself. 

"Alright, lets get rolling Colton, we're heading straight to Baton Rouge." Enrique said pointing forward, the Yukon lurched forward and drove off down the road with the truck close behind it. "Gotta love the lack of traffic."