It was already afternoon.
Everyone was taking advantage of the break to eat and restore their energy.
Yvonne Willow took out the cured, mutated pheasant meat they had prepared earlier, along with some bread, and distributed it among the group.
There had been a vacuum-sealing machine and packaging at the restaurant at the foot of Rexton Mountain.
So they had sealed the marinated, cooked pheasant in vacuum packs.
They had nearly finished the meat from those two giant pheasants over the last few days.
Nina Jacobs was still trying to figure out how to investigate the other car without being obvious.
To her surprise, the people who had gotten out of the car first opened the driver's side door.
"If you can't get any food, you can just wait here and starve to death."
"We know you haven't eaten anything today,
but whatever you manage to get, you bring it back to us first,
understand?"
The threatening words from Fifi Stone and the others reached Nina's ears.
