Apr 09, 2006 20:39
He's got ten minutes. Ten minutes before the plane to the island leaves. Ellie ran into the airport to make a call to her fiancee and Grant-
Whistling Janey's got a Gun by Areosmith. (an outdoors man and a metalhead) Grant pushes open the door to the bar. It takes a few moments before he realizes where he is.
Pulling off the walkman, Grant sighs, "-Goddamnit."
Well hey, at least the plane'll wait right? However if this was going to be a regular habit then he'd make sure to cautiously open doors to rooms and things. Good lord-what if this appeared in his house?
Grant peers about anxiously and-upon spotting his original quarry, makes a hurried dash to the back of the bar. He returns a few moments later, refreshed.
Glancing about for a few moments, Grant takes a seat at a booth and pulls a crumpled X-ray from his pocket, staring intently. Last chance for any observations about it before he heads to the island.
There's a bit of a feeling of dread as Grant flips the drawing over. He's made several notes.
dr. alan grant,
molly prewett,
raptor red