PART 1: Divided

Will Kincaid raised both hands over his chubby, balding head and waved determinedly at the oncoming trucks. "HEY! OVER HERE! HEYYYY!"

Inside the idling BMW, Foxy Bannister's gut told her something wasn't right. From the rearview mirror of the SUV, Foxy saw the trucks barreling headlong towards her. She looked at the front door of Eddie's house and weighed her choices.

"Get in." Foxy barked as she dropped Eddie's revolver to her lap.

"What?" Will replied, his eyes still fixed on the oncoming trucks, ignorant smile still clinging to his face.

"I'm going to leave you if you don't get in now!"

"But those are other people, real people-"

"GET THE FUCK IN HERE!" Foxy screamed, dropping the BMW into gear and snapping her seatbelt.

Smile now completely gone, Will started to pick up on what was making this young girl so nervous. Those trucks weren't being pursued, no, they were hauling ass towards the spot where he was standing.

"What the hell is going on here?" He muttered, doing a quick trot around the sport utility vehicle. In any other situation it would have been an embarrassing reminder of Will's lack of regular exercise; he hopped something like a panicked child with a load in its pants.