CHAPTER 272
Dr. Conners emerged onto the roof of the hanger after much pain and effort. He dragged himself away from the hatch. His face was down. He was not eager to look up. Just behind him he heard Dr. Johnson now making her way onto the roof.
She had backed up to the hatch, never taking her eyes off the four velociraptors that had her cornered. Their behavior had altered. It seemed now that they knew everyone was on the same page. Their aggressive expressions had waned. Their talons curled at bay. All eyes were on Dianna as she pondered the roof one last time before going up.
They had come to the worst case scenario. No help was coming from outside the island. Their resources and options were depleted. The island was overrun. They were trapped. She and Bryce could have shot their way through the raptors, perhaps. They might have been able to run the other way, but then what? How far would they have gotten? Seth and Kyra were on the roof, and they weren't going to abandon them. Whatever was up there was the end.
Dianna shouldered her weapon, took a vertical leap, and grabbed the lip of the hatch. In another swift motion she was on the roof.
