Travis let out a belly laugh as he and Lara jumped in their car and sped off out of town. The thrill sparked nostalgia within him to recall the days of adventure he would strive in his youth while Lara simply sat uncomfortably in the passenger seat, constantly checking the side and rear-view mirrors for any pursuit from the Germans whilst she held a handgun in her dominant hand. 

"How do you find this amusing?!" Lara yelled over the roar of the engine. 

Travis' voice raised an octave as he yelled in excitement. "How can you not?! My goodness, this reminds me of the good old days back - back in the war, crusading about Berlin deep behind enemy lines, achieving great archaeological sites..." 

"I don't know about you, Travis, but this isn't like the old days anymore! The police actually arrest you for murdering somebody: ally or enemy!" 

"HA! They can try! My name is Travis Willheimer Gardner, and those Krauts can kiss my wrinkly arse!" 

Car wheels screeching alerted the two to their pursuit; both parties opened fire at one another as bullets punctured the metal of the car as well as shattering windows. Travis slammed the pedal down, increasing their speed to well over a hundred and twelve which was something the Germans were easily able to compete with. 

"Travis... TRAVIS!! SLOW DOWN, YOU MANIAC!!" 

"HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!!!! NOW WHERE'S THE FUN IN THAT?! HOLD ON, SWEETHEART!!" 

Suddenly, the back car rammed them from behind. The jolt startled the two in the front car as the back car struggled to maintain that level of closeness so that the passenger could jump aboard. One German managed to clutch onto the back of the vehicle whilst the other drove closely behind but maintained a gap between both cars. The German hung from the side of the car as he wrestled with Lara in hopes of yanking her out of the car. 

Because of his brute force and stature, he was able to half pull her out the window when Travis grabbed her leg and pulled on her with all his might as they drove towards a very large bounder in the middle of the open road. The pursuing car pulled up alongside Travis' and allowed his friend to balance himself as he struggled to pull Lara out of the car. With how fast they were approaching the rock, things became much more dramatic when Lara managed to slip free. 

Lara felt something heavy fit in her back pants pocket before she slipped out of the German's grasp just in time for the one hanging outside of the car to ram into the boulder whilst the other staggered to correct himself. As they neared the airstrip, Lara had already settled back in her seat when they came to a screeching halt. In haste, they sprinted towards a Cessna 310 aircraft where Lara got started while Travis staggered behind. 

"Anhalten! Beweg keinen Muskel! Stop! Don't move a muscle!" The German bellowed. He was exhaling as he ran, hoping to use as little energy as he could sprinting across to the plane. 

Despite possessing a younger body, Travis was incapable of reaching the plane in time when the German caught up to him and tackled him to the ground. Dirt flew about as they clashed with each other, stalling his and Lara's escape. When she attempted to help, Travis suddenly barked at her, commanding her to remain where she was and leave without him. 

"WHAT?! I'm not leaving you!" Lara yelled in shock. 

"GET! OUT! OF! HERE!" Travis boomed after every punch he copped to the face. 

The German suddenly latched his hand onto the necklace in Travis' shirt and tugged at it, ripping it off of his person right after he gave her one last plea before Travis was no more. A few tears traitorously ran down Lara's cheeks as she focused on piloting the plane when her body jolted upon hearing a loud bang, sounding awfully like a gunshot. As she escaped in the plane, Lara found herself horribly alone. But she had one place to go if she were to get David back. 

Peru...