Don’t worry guys, I fixed it:
Let’s just pretend that this is what happened.
Nick hurried along the small bridge next to the dam, trying desperately to find Madison and Troy. The conversation with Daniel had shaken him to the core, and he had known instinctively that Daniel had not believed him when he said Jake was the one that had brought the horde upon the ranch.
When Nick finally heard voices, he increased his speed, falling into a light jog. He turned into one of the small openings along the dam and was relieved to find them; Troy with the detonator in hand and Madison holding a hammer.
“We gotta get out of here,” he said before they even realized he was there. Both of them looked up at him in surprise. Nick didn’t wait for them to acknowledge him, simply climbed down the small ladder to get to where they were and continued talking. “Okay, Strand sold Daniel and Lola to the Proctors.”
“We have to warn them,” Madison said immediately, and Nick raised his hand defiantly, but Madison interrupted him before he could speak. “No, Victor brought this on himself. He should have come to me.” She was angry.
“No, we can’t,” Nick told her, and his voice turned quieter. “Because when Daniel sees Troy, he’ll kill him.”
“Why would Daniel want to kill Troy?” his mother looked at him in confusion, but he didn’t know what to tell her. This time he couldn’t keep the lies up anymore. Not if he wanted her to realize that they had to get out now. Eventually, Madison turned to Troy.
“I led the horde to the ranch,” Troy said, trying to sound confident, indifferent, but Nick could tell there was more to it. “It wasn’t right that the Indians had it.”
“Indians?!” Madison said, and Nick heard the threat in her voice. “We all had it, Troy.”
“No, not all of us,” Troy replied, and he was getting angry as well. “You exiled me.”