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Charlotte and Scarlett were both tying up pieces of wood

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Charlotte and Scarlett were both tying up pieces of wood. Scarlett at least trying to with her injured hand.

"Hey! You think the Grounders are just gonna sit around, and wait for us to finish the wall? Maybe we should let the little girl do the lifting for you, huh?" Murphy says to Connor who had fallen onto his knees.

"I just need some water, okay? Then I'll be fine."

"Murphy, get this guy some water." Bellamy says.

"Hey, you two got this?" Bellamy says to both girls, Scarlett giving him a confused look. "I'm just kidding." Bellamy picking up the log and walking away.

Murphy comes back once Bellamy is gone and unzipping his fly. Scarlett quickly covers her own and Charlotte's eyes, turning them around not wanting to see a mini Murphy.

"Uhh! What the hell is wrong with you, Murphy?" Connor exclaims once he notices what Murphy is doing to him. Connor lunges at Murphy, but his little followers pull Connor back.

"Look at you! You wanted a water break. Get back to work." Murphy yells at the crowd.

A while later Bellamy comes to get Scarlett dragging her along with him.

"What's going on?" Scarlett speeds up to walk next to him.

"You'll find out." Bellamy tightens his grip on her hand.

"This knife was made of metal from the dropship." Clarke says inspecting the knife Jasper had found next to Wells' fingers.

"What do you mean?"

"Who else knows about this?" Bellamy asks.

"No one. We brought it straight here." Octavia says.

"Clarke?"

"It means the Grounders didn't kill Wells. It was one of us."

"So, there's a murderer in the camp?"

"There's more than one murderer in this camp. This isn't news." Scarlett flinching slightly at Bellamy's tone.

"We need to keep it quiet." Bellamy says discreetly squeezing Scarlett's hand in apology.

"Get out of my way, Bellamy." Clarke says firmly.

"Clarke, be smart about this. Look at what we've achieved... the wall, the patrols. Like it or not, thinking the Grounders killed Wells is good for us."

"Oh, good for you, you mean. What... keep people afraid and they'll work for you? Is that it?" Clarke questions.

"Yeah. That's it. But it's good for all of us. Fear of the Grounders is building that wall. And besides, what are you gonna do... just walk out there and ask the killer to step forward? You don't even know whose knife that is."

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