and watched the dome roof of the building open up and several minutes later, the ship rose and took off.
Tonight she planned to stay and photograph the space craft leaving the plant.
She knew it would be a long wait before takeoff so she lowered herself on the grass and pulled out the apple she had in her purse. At least tonight she’d come prepared.
24
While she waited, she pulled out her digiamara again and clicked on the voice recorder and began to orally document everything she’d seen. She glanced at her watch again and sighed.
Holly wondered what her friends were doing now. Was Bella still alive and was Sydney somewhere safe? There was no news on her capture, but then again, perhaps the Cyrellians would remain silent on the matter. So many people believed in them as the saviors of the planet; not many people would suspect them of anything foul.
She must have dozed off, because the next thing she remembered was hearing the faint sound of the space craft taking off in the distance. “Shit!” she exclaimed, angry at herself for having missed it. After grabbing her digiamara she took a shot of the ship, but it was so far off, it would probably look like a speck once the picture came out.
Holly looked up and noticed the dome was still open. Well, this was better than nothing.
After taking that photo, she yawned with a stretch. She might as well go home and get a couple hours of sleep. Holly had been careful to park her hovercar a few blocks away so as not to draw attention.
As she walked down the street, she couldn’t shake the feeling of being followed.
Glancing behind her, she didn’t notice anyone. Maybe it was her imagination getting the better of her. Sleep deprivation often did that to people.
When she pulled out the keycard from her purse to unlock the door, a hand came over her mouth. This was no human hand, but one with long spindly fingers. A Cyrellian! She struggled against the hold the creature had on her but its grip tightened.
To her horror, several more Cyrellians joined the first one. She elbowed the one holding her so hard she connected with bone.
He let out a howl and released her. Adrenaline rushed through her veins as she slammed past the group gathering around her and then she began to run faster and harder than she ever had in her life. She wasn’t in the greatest of shape, and could never be considered the athletic type, but in this moment she would have put any track star to shame.
25
They were practically on her heels, but she couldn’t stop, despite the beginning of a leg cramp and her chest burning as if it were on fire. She couldn’t let them catch her, not without someone seeing the pictures, but how? Holly didn’t know anyone she could trust enough to do the right thing with them.
She glanced over her shoulder and saw two Cyrellians within a few feet of her.
Even though her body was ready to give out on her, she caught her second wind and picked up speed. Holly realized, however, no matter how hard she ran, they would eventually catch her. She’d have to get rid of the digiamara. Up ahead, Holly spotted an alley and turned down it in hopes that it wasn’t a dead end.
It wasn’t!
She ran to the end and spotted two more alleys ahead. Taking the one on the right, she spotted a side door. “Please, let it be open,” she whispered to herself.
Fate was on her side this night because it was! She closed the door behind her and looked around. It appeared to be an abandoned factory. She rushed behind some machinery and pulled out the digiamara and hurriedly placed it between two pieces of old equipment, pushing it far enough back so it wouldn’t be seen.
She knew it wasn’t ideal, but if she was able to find this place again, she could recover her property and then use it against the Cyrellians.
Just then, she heard a commotion outside, followed by the sound of a door crashing in. Holly realized she’d have to move lest they discovered the hiding place