Chapter 19: Hiatus

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Chapter 19: Hiatus

Crispin couldn't see a thing. He had been blindfolded and, despite still wearing the electric collar, he had also been gagged. His captors obviously didn't want to take any chances that he would get them in his thrall.

The changer girl had been put in a cage that she was currently biting at with her great jaws but the metal didn't waver. The two human women were somewhere behind him, bound and gagged as he was.

He didn't know where he was being taken but he could smell the ocean and hear the waves crashing under the boardwalk beneath his feet.

But there was no one around except the men that were leading them and they weren't talking.

They turned left and kept walking. The sounds of his footsteps on the wood beneath them got hollower, he was pretty sure they were going down a pier.

“Hurry up!” Someone called to them. “The sun will be coming up soon.”

“Relax.” the guy holding Crispin said. “We still got time.”

“You aint the one who gotta steer the damn sub and the one who does nags me whenever we're late.”

“Yeah, yeah.” the guy behind him mumbled.

They turned again and suddenly Crispin was walking on metal.

“Here. Careful, this one is a siren.”

“Ooh, we haven't had a siren before.”

“Hurry up and get them under.” another guy spoke up, irritated.

“So what did you catch?” a woman's voice spoke up.

“Dora.” one of the guys greeted. “We got two pregnant humans, a changer, and a siren.”

Crispin felt a heat on the front of the body and when the woman spoke again, her voice was right in front of him. “A siren, huh? Dog collar. Nice touch. Put them in the hold. Be careful with the women. We need them to stay pregnant until they get to the base.”

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“Here you go.” Joe delivered the tapes to the comm. room 1. Unlike comm. room two which was used more for communicating with family and friends, or bosses, comm. room one was much more official. Anything done for MCRC itself was done here. Keeping up with the Coast Guard and other naval ships all happened here.

Joe wanted to go through the tapes herself but she wasn't trained in things like this and the people in the communications room could be trusted. At least, she hoped so.

“These from the tap?” the girl she gave them to, Lisa, asked.

“Yup.” Joe smiled. “Can I get it back as quick as possible.”

“No problem.” Lisa smiled. “Go, go. Let me work.”

“Thanks, Lisa.” Joe said turning and leaving the room.

“Done, Kyma?” Kai asked as he pushed himself off the wall from where he had been waiting for her.

Joe nodded.

“What do you want to do now?” he inquired.

“Actually, I really do need to go see Ilia.” Joe smiled apologetically. “I'm kind of worried about her.”

Kai nodded. “Then, I'll go to the sonar room. We'll be working in there tomorrow.”

It was a bit of a long shot, but they were going to see if they could see the general shape of whatever was down there on sonar. They hadn't done it before now because the sonar machine had broken and no one was really sure it would work anyway. Plus, if whatever was down there was looking for sonar, they would be detected extremely quickly. But Joe had run out of things to do and it was better than nothing.

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