Trapped | The Trapped Trilogy Book 1

Twenty-One

Twenty-One

MURKAS

"President Murkas," Lease runs up to me.

"What is it, traitor?" I spit. She had been working for the Rebellion all along, no doubt giving them all of the information about the Domes and the plans the Government has had tucked away from prying eyes.

"The cameras were hacked and all went out. They just rebooted, and the Computes found the girl. They found Eenralla Land."

"They did? Or are you just pulling me into a trap for the Rebellion?"

She exhales and glares at me. The action sparks up a memory of a little girl, mad at me because... because...

"I've always been against them," She hisses. "If you don't come with me, you'll miss your moment to bring the girl down."

I follow her down five flights of stairs and through the passageways, and then back up five more flights of stairs to the Computes' office. She holds the door open for me.

It's quite a large room, what with the seven hundred screens placed on the walls to watch every part of the Dame's Dome. Most of the children going in to choose a job choose to be either a Mechaneer or a Compute, so there is one Compute per five screens, and, when they need to be repaired, one Mechaneer for every ten screens.

The Computes all sit with their noses to their screens, and every now and then they type in something on their clear tablets to move the camera or to send a message to my office.

One of the Computes looks up, a few strands of her black hair falling in her eyes. She pushes up her glasses and stands, straightening out her bright red clothing. I walk up to her and shake her hand.

"I was informed you found the girl I was searching for. Eenralla Land."

She nods. "Yes sir, she's on HomeCamera number fifty-nine." She lifts a hand to point at the screen, right above our heads. "There's a boy with her, and she looks like she is in pain, and her arm is turning purple. She noticed the camera turning on. She was looking straight at it as the screens popped back up. As you were informed, the cameras were hacked into and shut down temporarily, but we all worked together in here and turned them all back on. We believe something big is going on, Mr. President."

I look at her and nod. Whatever is going on, it has to have something to do with the Rebellion. No one inside of the Dome has the intelligence to hack anything, not even the Computes. They only know how to make the cameras work and how to send messages to and from places. It has to have something to do with the Rebellion. Whatever is going on, Eenralla Land should know. If she doesn't, I know Peter Hemmings will. He will if he wants her to live.

"Yes, thank you. Keep up the great work," I nod, and turn back to the door.

Eenralla Land won't be able to take all of the pain soon. She'll be begging me to help her. She'll be dying to rid of the pain.

I chuckle to myself.

It's such a nice picture in my head. The girl who went against everything the Dome's stood for crawling on her hands and knees crying and screaming in pain for me to save her. The girl whose mother has defied every part of what I, and every President has worked hard to achieve since the beginning of the Domes.

"Lease?" I say as she closes the door behind us, a smile stretching across my face. "I think it's time we pay a visit to our sick friend."