[b]Shannon - Auto Garage[/b]

Shannon's breath caught in her throat. Daniel's [i]little sister[/i]? Had she screwed up badly enough to have fired on innocent people? "Daniel..." She walked to the driver's side window and put her hands on the frame. "James might have gotten a better look at those people than I did, but we don't know for sure that your sister was there." She paused momentarily, trying to find the words to form what she wanted to say. It wasn't that she didn't think Daniel could handle himself, but that rushing off so suddenly didn't feel like a good idea at all. "Those people could have actually [i]been[/i] bandits."

But this was futile. She knew nothing she had to say would stop him; she'd seen that look in his eyes. If it was Danny possibly back there, she would be doing the same thing as Daniel. "Fuck, Daniel, fine," she said, though he hadn't even responded yet. "Let me help then." She turned to head back into the garage, but stopped mid-stride. "If she's there and she's hurt, then that's on me."

Shannon burst into the auto garage. She looked toward Amy and told her, "Keep James safe with you. We have something we need to do." First grabbing her pack and gun, Shannon then returned outside to the truck. She hopped into the passenger seat and slammed the door shut. "Let's hurry."