Wow. I think that was my best chapter yet review-wise. And to Sierra156, Max clearly doesn't like or trust Jeb, but I don't think she'd want him killed. Remember when he was shot in book 6, and how guilty Max felt? Oh, and I think this chapter will make you feel better about Angel.

Sorry about the fillerness of this chapter. Next chapter should be important, and a repeat length of the New York chapter. Hopefully.

Shout-outs to: galeprimrue, iLuVtOwRiTe1998, and Sierra156

The Director slowly stood up from his seat. He started walking to our left and motioned for us to follow. "Come. The helicopter is this way."

I took a step and paused. "Wait." I turned around, looking into the most hateful eyes any seven year old could ever have. I looked back at the Director, who had turned around at my voice. "Angel wants to kill me. She's working for the DG."

He paused, deep in concentration, his eyes boring into Angel's, hers boring into his. After 30 seconds, the Director looked away, shaking his head and swearing.

"She's still under DG mind control."

"What are you talking about? We already freed her from it."

The Director shook his head. "It must've a ploy, something to trick you."

If that was the case, it explained a lot. Angel's attempts at murder, and her sudden hatred directed to everyone, especially me.

"Can you…fix her?" I asked, my voice nearing desperation. If there was any sliver of hope of getting Angel back…

He shook his head. "I'm not sure. We've succeeded in a few cases, but, to be honest, none of them were under the same intense control Angel's under." My face fell. I just had to get Angel back. "While you're in LA, I'll do my best to get Angel back to her normal self."

I paused to think. I really didn't want Angel to be left alone with this guy, but it was her only chance. What choice did I have? "Okay."

The Director smiled warmly, not a sinister smile. "Great. I'll have two guards watch her while I get you to the helicopter, and I'll start working on her right away." With that, he had us follow him to an extremely large elevator, entirely white. Just like everything else.

We began ascending almost immediately, and I honestly didn't feel us moving at all, even with my fine-tuned senses.

At last, we were at the landing pad on top of what appeared to be an ordinary skyscraper, other than the fact that it was in the middle of freaking nowhere.

The helicopter's blades were already spinning, and I turned to face the Director halfway there. "Hey, two quick question. How long have we been out, and where exactly are we?"

He smiled slyly, and responded, "You have been out for approximately 2 hours, and right now, you are in Death Valley. You are at what was once the school."

Not my best chapter ever…no rude, insulting comment from Fang? That could be bad.

(10 minutes later) Oh crap. Fang isn't here. I think he tried to escape. I think I'm going to go try to find him now. I'll get back to you next chapter on whether or not I've found him yet.

-MaximumX