Sure enough, as soon as morning arrived, Freddy came for her. After lowering her cell to the ground, he released her bonds, speaking in his robotic voice that was more friendly than the others'. "They say you had another dream last night. So I'm to take you to Bad Cop again."
He gently snapped handcuffs onto Isolette's wrists and gripped her arm to support her as she hobbled to the exit. Her left leg was mangled from two years ago when she and several other Master Builders had been ambushed and captured. Somewhere in the confusion her leg had been run over.
"What was your dream?" Freddy asked quietly. She'd given him that name as thanks for his unlikely friendship. It wasn't much, but he liked it way better than the seven number name he was called by.
A lump formed in Isolette's throat as her thoughts flitted back to her dream.
"Was it...bad?" Freddy asked when she did not speak. An inexperienced person wouldn't have caught any sympathy in the blunt robotic voice, but Isolette could detect it.
"They're always bad," Isolette said. "But this one," she swallowed, "this one was worse."
The Special's panicked face filled her mind. He'd looked so helpless, so innocent, so undeserving of his terrible fate. Not to mention he was the Special! Isolette had never forgotten her grandfather's prophecy. It was that prophecy that had given her hope through her darkest times, when the despair nearly overwhelmed her and she felt that Lord Business would never be stopped. If he did manage to eliminate the Special and destroy the Piece of Resistance, Isolette knew those fears would come true.
"We're here," Freddy announced, even though it was obvious they had reached the vehicle that was to take her to Bad Cop's headquarters. She clambered into the back, while Freddy seated himself in the front and powered up the small, fast plane. It made its way through the laser gate and was soon zooming through the sky.
As Isolette sat curled up in the back, she tried to think of what she should say during the interrogation. "Nothing. I'll just say nothing," she whispered determinedly, but even as she spoke the words she knew she was lying.