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Summary of Events:
After being forced out of the airport, Mackenzie tried to escape the kidnappers, but didn't succeed. Hilton commandeered a taxi and pursued the kidnappers to Valparaíso, where he booked a room in the same hotel as them. Mackenzie managed to escape her hotel room and was chased around the hotel by the kidnappers for a bit before successfully evading them and finding Hilton was in the hotel; unfortunately, when she went to Hilton's room the kidnappers found her and took her back to their rooms. Due to Mackenzie's knocking on Hilton's door he discovered she was the kidnappers' captive, but was unable to rescue her because he didn't know where she was specifically; he then had to find a key because he locked himself out of his hotel room by accident. Mackenzie woke up in the kidnappers' van the day after — still driving, as they'd been since Valparaíso — and made plans with Dr. Haner to escape . . .
Excerpt of the Day:
""How are we going to do that?" Dr. Haner asked.
Mackenzie looked up as she felt the van slowing. They were in the city now. She looked back at Dr. Haner.
"Maybe we could even get Santiogo's pistol from him and knock him out while Reyes is fuelling, then we just have one, and we can shoot back at him if he fires at us," Mackenzie said.
"Shoot?" Dr. Haner asked, his eyes wide and his face pale.
"It's okay, I've used guns before," Mackenzie replied. "I go hunting with my dad annually, and as a part of my work we're issued tranquiliser guns, which I've used. I should be okay until he starts bleeding and I realise it's a real firearm."
"And where are we going to go?" Dr. Haner asked.
"We'll run until we find a police station, or maybe an airport, except I don't have any money," Mackenzie said. "I think we'll go to the police station. If I come in with you they'll know that I didn't kidnap you. Or hopefully Hilton's following close behind and we can hitch a ride with him and fly back to Tallinn, or maybe to the US, and present you alive and well."
"Are you sure this'll work?" Dr. Haner asked.
"No," Mackenzie replied. "But it's all we've got. Unless you want to stay and die."
"No," Dr. Haner said.
"I didn't think so," Mackenzie said.
She braced herself as the van slowed. They were at a gas station. She waited as Reyes got out of the van and started fuelling it. Quietly she crept forward on hands and knees.
Santiogo raised his gun. Mackenzie snapped forward and grabbed it. Raising it up, she hit him once on the side of the head, but she didn't knock him unconscious. At least she had the gun.
"Quick!" Mackenzie hissed.
Dr. Haner crawled after her. Unlocking the door, Mackenzie hauled it open and started running. She glanced over her shoulder at shouts and saw Dr. Haner following close behind her while Santiogo was nearly crawling out the window shouting at them.
Reyes appeared around the front of the van. He levelled his arm to fire.
"Drop!" Mackenzie cried.
Dr. Haner collapsed like he'd tripped. Mackenzie ducked behind a parked car and watched the red plastic shield of its taillight burst into fragments as the bullet made impact.
Lowering herself down to peer under the car, she saw Dr. Haner was still laying in the middle of the lot, trembling with fear. Unfortunately Dr. Haner appeared to be cowardly and somewhat idiotic. She was going to have to run alone and find Hilton.
Getting to her feet, Mackenzie ran down the sidewalk and turned at the first street she came to. She kept running until she'd passed over two intersections. She then stopped and realised she'd left the gun beside the car she'd used as cover. Great. She hoped she found Hilton shortly."
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