Chapter 9. The heart of Midlothian.
The slide lead them to the waste room. An incredibly clean room for that matter. There were several waste bins arranged along a wall. Sam and Alex stood up straight and walked towards a large double door.
"This door must lead or to the outside, or to a garage or something." Alex guessed. She cautiously opened the door. The first thing she noticed was their motorcycle, which was parked close to where they were standing. She checked the garage, but all seemed quiet. They guardedly entered the large space and went towards their vehicle. The ignition key was of course taken away, but they knew how to short circuit the engine. When the large metallic doors started to grind open, they were ready to get out.
As a large waste truck entered the garage, they drove past it as if it was the most natural thing to do. It was only when they didn't stop at a barrier that the alarm was given.
Alex had no idea where on earth they were. That is to say, she knew they were in Scotland, but that summed it up. She couldn't yet count on Sam and that was worse.
On a nearby rise a black clad figure with night vision binoculars, was scrutinizing the surroundings of the so called factory. When the Deutsches Afrikakorps yellow R75 came into view, the person cried out in relieve. She jumped on her motorbike and raced towards the former spies.
Alex was the first to notice that, from a side track, a single headlight was approaching fast. She knew that the R75 had been fine-tuned by Woohp, but it remained an old motorcycle and she didn't dare driving fast with Sam still in pain. She could only hope to cross a serious road, where she could speed up. The other driver though was obviously driving a crash course. Alex didn't really care. She'd escaped and she wasn't planning on going back.
The road suddenly made a turn and she lost the light out of sight. She was getting cold too, spring nights can be very cold in Scotland and only dressed in a t-shirt isn't exactly helping much to keep warm. Suddenly a dark green motorcycle crossed in her headlight and took lead. Alex's heart made a leap of joy, her heroine had come to her rescue, and Sam's of course. Donna tried to speed up, but Alex, who didn't want to hurt Sam more then necessary, didn't follow suit.
Alex was wondering why nobody was chasing them yet. She wasn't driving real fast and their escape had been noted. Luckily, they were close to an A road where they could get their speed up. It was then she heard the chopper. Of course, they must have bugged the motorcycle. She had been leading the bad guys towards Donna. She saw a bright flash at Donna's bike. She almost yelled out her fear, but then noticed it was Donna who fired at the chopper and hit the rear rotor. The machine went auto-rotating and veered away. Donna made a victory sign.
They turned upon the main road, Donna immediately taking the left hand side of the road. Alex had a fright, until she remembered she was in Scotland. They gathered speed and soon took a turn into a drive way. A small cottage with a welcoming open garage awaited them.