Lester grumbled, "Oh bloody hell. These people are idiots." He then decided that getting out of the area would be better. He needed to leave before it's too late. The coast can produce tsunamis and he thought that going in the Northeast direction would be a better idea. Fortunately, he still had his sawn off shotgun and fifteen shells with him. If any of the Sweeney, crazy people, or soldiers try to give them trouble, everything above their shoulders will become a fine red mist.
Getting out of the coast is now his last resort. The aspiring med student now might return to his past as a violent criminal, albeit reluctantly, to survive. He was familiar with the state of Vice City, Nevada. Crossing the borders might heighten his chance of survival with the direction he is going. He planned to cross the Nevada and California borders if absolutely needed. Nevada could be a safer place than California, relatively speaking.