through the air lock.â
âBig if ,â I said. I was finally getting used to my squeaky voice. âAll the hostages have got to know exactly when to start a distraction. How do you do that?â
âThe hostages are gathered in the meeting room. Easier to guard them that way. We sneak the ant-bot in and tell one or two. Theyâll tell the rest.â
Although it was a great idea, I nearly laughed. When the ant-bot crawled onto their shoulders, how many of them would think the voice of God was whispering in their ears? âSo, you and I just need to figure out the timing on all this.â
âYes,â Ashley said. âAnd soon. Dr. Jordan has sent a message to the World United. If the prisoners on Earth arenât freed within another hour, Dr. Jordan is going to execute a scientist here under the dome. Heâs going to send live video coverage of the execution by satellite feed, so the media will get it and broadcast it across Earth.â
âWhat!â
âAnd Dr. Jordan says heâll execute someone else every half hour after that until the Earth prisoners are freed. He believes public pressure will make the Federation do what he wants.â
âTell me,â I said. âPlease tell me Dr. Jordan is not your father.â
Ashley took a deep breath. âNo. And thatâs a whole other story. Thereâre 24 of us, not including you.â
âTwenty-four. On Mars?â
âNo. I was the one they picked to send here. I was supposed to help Dr. Jordan. Because they didnât think youâd help once you knew what they wanted.â
âThey?â
âI donât have enough time to tell you everything right now. Dr. Jordan is not a scientist. Heâs high up in the military and part of a secret group of men with power and money and military control. Theyâre the ones who set up the experiments on the 24 of us. They want to overthrow the World United andââ She stopped.
Without warning, my world turned black and swirled and shifted again.
It took me a second to figure it out. She had closed her hand around the ant-bot, then moved her hand quickly.
But why?
An instant later, from the darkness inside her closed hand, I understood.
âDr. Jordan!â Ashley said. âHow did youâ?â
âYou foolish, foolish girl!â Dr. Jordan hissed. âIâm going to make you pay for all the grief youâve caused me.â
CHAPTER 17
I pushed ahead, bumping into the solidness of Ashleyâs fingers. A crack of light gave me guidance, because she wasnât pressing her hand together very hard. I buzzed toward that crack of light.
âI knew weâd find you eventually,â Dr. Jordan said. âThe dome isnât big enough for you to hide forever.â
There wasnât enough room to squeeze through her fingers. I reached out and jabbed as hard as I could. Her fingers opened slightly, and I burst through. Her hand was cupped, and I was able to make progress up the inside of her wrist.
âItâs not right, what youâre doing to the scientists and techies.â This was Ashleyâs voice. âYour fight is on Earth, not here.â
The fabric of Ashleyâs jumpsuit loomed in front of me like an ocean of blue. I grabbed it and pushed up, then slid underneath, letting the fabric of her sleeve drop.
âMy fight is anywhere it takes to win.â Hidden as I was, Dr. Jordanâs voice still reached me clearly. âYou of all people should know that.â
âI donât believe in your fight anymore.â
âObviously,â he answered. âBut the rest do. And they are all I need.â
The rest . He must mean the others that Ashley told me about. What was it they believed and she didnât?
âTell me,â Dr. Jordan said in a silky voice. âWhat exactly was it that made you so soft?â
âIâm not soft,â she said after a pause. âI
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