CHAPTER 132
Dr. Conners and Dr. Johnson faced the oncoming velociraptors totally unarmed and in the open. As the hunters poised themselves to strike Bryce realized that Ms. Murdock was standing her ground with them.
"What happened to your, every man for themselves, attitude, Joan?"
"Don't flatter yourself doctor. We're already dead. Now I'm just having fun."
They all put up their arms and began waving at the raptors. "Hey! Over here! Hey!" they shouted.
Nearby, Hector was still keeping the majority of the pack occupied by charging at them with the skid steer and then spinning in zero point turns while swinging the bucket at them.
Dianna looked at the closing arch of raptors coming for her and said, "What now?"
Ms. Murdock watched the predators for another moment and then answered, "now, we run like hell."
She was the first to sprint away, taking two of the velociraptors with her. Two more then charged Dianna and Bryce.
"Shit!" Bryce turned and ran, and so did Dianna.
They bolted past the fuel pumps and reached the nearest pickup truck. With the raptors snarling at their backs they knew they didn't have time to open the doors and get in, so they both did a baseball slide under the truck and started crawling to the other side. The jaws of both velociraptors followed them under directly, and the hunters pursued on their bellies.
Both doctors recoiled as snapping jaws came their way. Reaching the other side of the truck Dianna opened the passenger door and they both dove in. Dr. Conner's trailing boot was snagged by a set of teeth coming out from under the pickup. Kicking them away, he pulled his leg in and shut the door.
Dianna and Bryce watched the two velociraptors emerge. Soon two other pack members joined them. They stared into the windows of the vehicle like the pair of doctors were a couple of lobsters in the display tank at a seafood restaurant. The dinosaurs began to press their hands and noses to the side windows and thump on the glass. One of them jumped on the hood and kicked at the windshield.
"The keys are in that garage," Dianna said, looking at the big aluminum sided structure at the far side of the motor pool.
"Move." Dr. Conners dove into Dianna's lap and stuck his head under the dashboard.
"Hey!"
"I'm hot-wiring it."
"Let me do it."
"I'm already here. See if you can find a weapon."
"It's a little difficult with you in my lap."
As Bryce worked beneath the dash Dianna watched the raptors becoming more violent against the glass. Sharp cracks began to pop through the windows. In short time the dinosaurs would break in.
"Bryce, I don't mean to rush you, but hurry the hell up."