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Capítulo XIX- Aterrizaje Forzoso
The moment Adam and Chase fixed their bionics, the group rushed upstairs to sort the house. "Okay, everything's cleaned up. Now, all we need is Bree," Leo said, fluffing out a throw pillow.
"No Problem. I'm tracking her right now," Chase motioned to the laptop on his lap, "according to this, she should be here any minute."
Bree super sped into the great room. A breeze hit their faces as she flung the door open, "That took forever. My phone died and I had to buy a map. A paper map," she repeatedly hit the paper. "I mean, do you know how hard it is to fold this thing up?" Bree threw the map.
"A map? I thought Chase sent you the coordinates?" Patience picked up the map and folded it.
Bree furrowed her eyebrows at him, "What coordinates? I didn't get any coordinates."
"What? If Bree's here, then what are you tracking?" Adam hovered over Chase's shoulder. Patience sat next to Chase on the couch and peeked at the computer, figuring out why it was rapidly beeping.
"I don't know. It's probably just a bird." As the laptop beeped faster, the window smashed. Shattered glass and ragged wood spewed across the great room. The five teens jumped as a drone flew into the center of the room. Patience and Chase hopped off the couch and Chase clutched the laptop, "Or not."
They ran over to the drone, waving their hands to get rid of the smoke taking over their vision. They glanced down at the drone and Chase notified them, "Guys, this is one of Mr. Davenport's drones. I must have sent it the coordinates instead of Bree!"
"Oh, yeah. A giant flying piece of metal and a teenage girl. I see how you can get that messed up," rebuked Leo.
"I messed it up because my vision was impaired by you, Mr. touchy-stuffy mommy-misser."
Leo directed his attention away from Chase, putting his arm out, "Chase, let's not play the blame game.
"Guys, this drone controls all of Mr. Davenport's GPS technology, including the plane he's flying on right now."
"What! Why would he keep the command center for all of his technology flying around in the sky?"
"Probably because you're down here."
"Okay, well it's already been done and we can't do anything to reverse it," Patience spoke up, "But we can fix... all of this before Tasha and Mr. Davenport get home." Patience pointed at Bree and Leo, "We'll clean up the glass and you two fix the drone."
"Since when did you start hiding things from my mom and Davenport?"
"Since we met Adam, Bree, and Chase," she tucked the map in her purse, "and I'd rather still be allowed to come over," replied Patience.
