Who: Owen and Cecilia When: Afternoon, a little after 2:00pm Where: Heading back to the mansion from town
After Owen managed to track down Cecilia - who had been attached by the thigh to Walt - Owen helped them recover their key. It hadn't been easy. In fact, it had been a major pain in the ass and took much longer than Owen liked. Jumping into the community pool to retrieve the box that held their key had only heightened his already grumpy mood, although he recognized just how difficult it would have been for Walt and Cecilia to get the key themselves. There was a good chance they might have drowned, given how They had locked them together. And then Owen thought about Marco, wondering if the guy had followed through to find and help any other groups.
He and Cecilia had tried to find some of the others after separating from Walt, but they hadn't managed to do so by two o'clock. The deadline. All they could do was hope that everyone had found their key on time and was headed back to the mansion, or already there. Owen was soaked and tired and stressed, and all he wanted was a hot shower and dry clothes.
It was when they were alone and walking back toward the mansion that Owen told Cecilia about being cuffed to Marco. How Marco had promised to help the others if he could. "Probably stupid to put any faith in the guy," he told her after describing his morning, "but it was that, or strangle the shit out of him while trying to find you."