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Edith was shaking, she wasn't sure about this. She had the feeling that someone was going to die tonight. And she hoped to God it wasn't Marcus.
Edith was thankful that Willie wasn't here, at least that way she didn't have to worry about him getting out alive.
"You doing okay?" Marcus questioned placing his hands on her forearms.
Edith jumped slightly at the sudden contact, but quickly relaxed knowing that it was just Marcus. She just shrugged in response.
"You know, you don't have to come in with us E." Marcus mumbled.
"I'm not letting you go in there alone." She turned to face him, she thought it would be awkward because of last night and due to the fact that Maria was only a few metres away getting changed, but it wasn't.
"I wouldn't be alone. The others are coming in."
Truthfully, Marcus didn't want Edith to come in. But Edith gave Marcus a stern look.
"I'm coming in." She said walking over to Saya.
"See anyone?" Marcus questioned, following Edith.
"Nothing."
"Holy balls Arguello, you smell like a turd fucked an oyster." Lex said, Edith cracked a small smile, like Billy, Lex always managed to crack a joke in tense situations.
"We've got bigger problems that Pepe Le Pew. Chico's head is somewhere in that house, but there's no motion inside." Saya said turning to face everyone.
"Maybe no one's home." Billy said optimistically.
"Maybe they're expecting us." Petra said.
"How the bloody hell is this hillbilly riot squad gonna know we're coming?" Lex questioned.
From the corner of his eyes, Marcus saw Edith clench her fists to stop herself from shaking. He desperately wanted to grab her hand, to reassure her that everything would be okay, but he couldn't.
"They know a lot of shit they shouldn't know." Billy responded.
"Well, if they know a lot about shit, maybe they can uncover the mystery behind Marcus' foul stench." Petra said making Lex chuckle.
"What ya got yourselves here if an old-fashioned pants shitter." Billy said dancing around, making Edith stifle a laugh. "Likely on account he done filled his belly with a load of hooch and misdeeds."
"Look, you want to be in charge, control freak? That's fine, happy to do it your way. But are we sure we can count on her?" Petra questioned motioning to Maria, who was now jogging to join the group.
"Of course we can." Saya responded, Edith took a small subtle step away from Marcus.
"And you, can we count on you?" Petra questioned Edith.
