Escaping Far Cry 3

Chapter 36

We arrived at the base and it was dark out. I felt so tired after all that has happened and I yawned. Lyle noticed that I was tired so he told Sam to put Jason in a shack somewhere in the fucking base. Sam walked away and Lyle led me back to his house. I instantly went to take a shower and I changed into pajamas.

"Do you want to sleep with me?" Lyle asked me.

"No, I'm good."

"Alright, tell me if you need anything." He closed my door and I sighed. I laid on my bed and I covered my face with my hands. The plan for killing Lyle is spiraling out of control. Jason is captured and Sam is hiding as a soldier, but it's 3 men against a bunch of trained soldiers, what the hell could we do? I closed my eyes and tried to go to sleep.

(The Next Morning...)

"Rise and shine my boy! We have a lot to do today!"

I groaned as I saw Lyle in one of his fancy suits. He is a very energetic guy when it comes to mornings, I'm usually a grumpy asshole and who grunts all the time. He came over to me and he held his hand out for me to grab. I moved to the opposite side of the bed and I got up. He shrugged and he opened my bedroom door.

"Today is a special day! We get to have fun with Jason Brody! Anyways, I'll be downstairs waiting for you, so hurry up!" He left and I turned to see that Harry's diary was on my nightstand. I forgot that I was reading it last night when I couldn't fall asleep. I took the diary and I hid it under the bed. I got cleaned and dressed and this time, I couldn't find the clothes that I normally wear and I saw a note on Lyle's bed. The note was on a suit and I saw that it was for me, I groaned because I hate suits. They make me feel uncomfortable, but luckily the suits that Lyle wore are the ones you wear like a business man.

I got cleaned and dressed in my new suit. I decided to not wear the coat so I wore a white dress shirt with a black tie and I rolled up the sleeves. I put on my jeans and my shoes instead of the dress pants and dress shoes, I then went downstairs where Lyle was waiting. He looked at me and he observed what I was wearing.

"Do you not like the suit that I picked out for you? Let me tell you, it was bitch to find one in your size."

"It's ok, it's just that I don't really wear suits all the time."

"That's alright! As long as you are wearing some of it, it doesn't matter, now let's go!" He led me out the door and we walked to a building where it was heavily guarded. I saw Sam waiting at the front door and he opened the doors to let us in. My body guards led the way and Sam was behind me.

"So, how's Jason holding up?" I whispered to him.

"Not that good, he thinks that the plan for killing Lyle is going to be tougher than he thinks."

"I agree, with him captured, things are going to be very tough. I think we might have to bring Hoyt into this."

"You sure?"

"Maybe."

We entered a room where Jason was sitting at a table handcuffed to the table. There was an empty chair across from him and I noticed that it was an interrogation room. Jason lifted his head to see who entered the room and when he saw me, he pretended to be angry with me, but I could tell he was relieved that I was here.

"Leave us alone, but Pam! Stay in the room."

"The name's Sam...arschloch." My body guards left the room and Sam closed the door after them. I stood on the left of Jason and Sam stood on his right. Lyle walked in front of him and he sat in the chair.

"So...Jason, how you doing?"

"Fuck you."

"That's not very nice, I didn't even do anything to you...yet. By the way, I like your shirt. Blue is my favorite color."