Nedry was hunched over the phone at his desk, talking frantically in hushed tones. Malcolm peered at him over the top of his monitor, intrigued. This didn’t sound like a work call. Something about a pick-up? Maybe issues here were deeper than he thought-
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The door burst open, and a determined Hammond strode over to Macolm’s desk.
“Drs. Grant and Sattler have already solved our Triceratops problem.” He said smugly, blocking Macolm’s view of Nedry. “See, Dr. Malcolm? This park will be back on track before you know it.”
“John I wouldn’t be so assumptive. You see-”
Nedry looked up. He saw Hammond and slammed the phone back on the receiver. He stood up abruptly.
Hammond spun and greeted Nedry steely. “Dennis.”
“In a hurry are we?” Malcolm asked.
“Umm I’m feeling a little light headed, think my blood sugar is running a bit low so gotta pop out for a soda.” And with that Nedry quickly stumbled out the room.
Malcolm raised an eyebrow, and shot a concerned look at Hammond. “John, you really pick your, er, moments, don’t you?”
*
Nedry exited out the back of the Visitor Centre. He was headed for the transportation bay, only a short walk north from the Visitor Centre. He could be back in the control room in about twenty minutes. Easy. He began along the overgrown path through the jungle.
With a flurry of movement, a trio of Gallimimus burst from the foliage and bounded across the path.
“Jeez!” Nedry gasped, the wind knocked out of him as he was thrown back. In a second they were gone, as quickly as they had appeared. He looked over to the forest after them, only hearing them crash further into the undergrowth.
He groaned, picking himself back up. Overgrown lizards. Those must be the stupid dinosaurs that escaped the round-up, he thought to himself. He checked his watch and continued on.
Shortly he arrived at the transportation bay. After a few minutes rummaging behind newly arrived storage crates, he located a brown bag. He grinned. Snatching it up, he started back.
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