"Listen Mrs Hart you do not have much time to think about this. You are literally putting James' life in danger the more he stays here" Amy said impatiently.
"Well Amy, what am I going to do? It's not like I can just take him out of this hospital, taking his mental condition" Martha replied hastily. The teenager next to Martha was asking her what was going on.
Amy picked up the bits of information Martha unknowingly said. James was being treated for a psychological condition. That was a bit bizarre. Or was it?
Amy proceeded to hack into the hospital records and located James' file on the doctor's computer and was surprised at what she saw. James was admitted for a "hippocampus overload' which was strange.
Amy quickly altered it and locked the computer back. "His records are altered right now. Pick up James and take a cab. Do not take your car, else they would find you. Do it quickly!"
Martha came closer to the bed, left the bed to call the doctor, stopped, then came back to the bed again. It was apparent that she was torn between doing what Amy said and not doing what she said.
"Mrs Hart do it for James. His condition is not critical." Amy said. Martha then decided. She gently detached the tube connecting James to the drip and removed the bedsheet covering him.
Martha then held James head and his legs, positioned them, and lifted him from the bed and headed outside. She carefully sneaked out of the room and she hastily left for the hospital's exit.
Amy then closed her laptop and headed outside, but she didn't go to meet them. Instead, she stared at them from the window as she took a careful look at James. The kid appeared fine-ish, at least, so he'll live. Amy felt bad about what he was going through.
"Take the cab Martha, remember, anytime you waste would increase the probabilities that James would die" Amy warned. "Stop saying die!" Martha said irritatedly. Martha promptly waved at a cab, but because the cabman saw that the woman had many companies with her, he didn't stop and zoomed past them.
Amy was slightly frustrated. She looked at the time in her watch. 10:33 am. "Martha, split your children in two. That teenager could take your other three kids, and you take James to the address I'll send you" Amy said, as she typed something on her smartphone and sent a message.
"No, ma'am! I cannot separate myself from my children, not when the killers are trying to murder us! My kids stay with me" Martha said defensively, almost on the verge of tears.
Amy's anger began to brew inside of her. God this woman is so stubborn! "Where are you, Amy? Why can you not come to take us, or is this some expensive joke?" Martha asked suspiciously.
"The reason I cannot take you is that the people that want to hurt your family are tracking me, so it would be risky to be close to you. Hurry and take that bus coming!" Amy quickly said, looking around the street for any suspicious people.
Martha directed his kids to the bus, and moments later, the bus zoomed off. Amy then left the library and took Martha's jeep and followed at a distance from the bus they took.
Amy was still looking at the bus when she saw two suspicious minibuses tailing her from behind. Amy gritted her teeth, took a last look at the bus, and then diverted to another turn. Those two cars then did the same, which brought her relief and worry.
Relief because they were tailing the wrong person, and worry because she was right, these people were sent earlier than usual. The two minibuses then picked up speed and came by the sides of the car. Thanks to the tinted glass window, they were not able to see who was inside Martha's jeep.
Amy then pressed the gas, causing the Jeep to let a deep hum as it began speeding faster. Amy wanted to shake these people off while making sure that they remained oblivious.
A few minutes later, Amy entered an abandoned street, which made her a bit nervous, so she put the jeep to its speed limit and almost hit a car, but clearly, the two cars were faster. They roughly bumped into the car, causing the car to swerve to the right, but Amy to tightly hold on to the steering wheel. They bumped the car again, almost causing the jeep to veer off uncontrollably.
Amy was then a bit enraged. She pressed down the handbrake and turned the steering wheel quickly, which made the car tires to screech and turned to the left. The two cars were still moving at full speed slammed into the jeep and tumbled away from the road and hit one of the uncompleted buildings.
Amy coughed up blood from her mouth and crawled out of the smoking upside-down car. The jeep turned upside down due to the impact of the collision. Amy climbed out and shakily walked out of the wreck. Amy began to hear gunshots. She turned around and saw four people shooting in her direction with MX9s.
Amy ran into one of the uncompleted buildings and climbed up, prompting the goons behind her to follow her. They kept shooting in her direction as she kept running and searching for a hiding place.
Suddenly she felt a very sharp pain in her shoulder and almost tripped. She quickly stood up and ran to one of the pillars and pressed her back against it. The pain was so intense she badly wanted to scream.
The goons pursuing her then stopped and carefully moved slowly monitoring the surroundings for any movement. Amy could hear their cautious footstep as they attempted to locate her.
"Who sent you?" Amy's voice echoed in the hall as she deliberately made sure she wasn't spotted. The men who were looking for her did not say anything. Amy was a bit upset, so she rephrased her statement.
"I know it was Charles that sent you. How much did he pay you? I'll give you double" Amy said, trying to negotiate with them. "What do you think we are Ms Amy Penn? Do you think we are just some random goons you see on the streets? Just tell us where the chip is, and we'll let you go" finally, one of them, probably the leader, said.
"Do you know why Charles wanted that chip? He wants—ah—ow… he wants to use it to revolutionize the world to create an armed android that would use to terrorize America and possibly the entire world." Amy said, her arm still bleeding and reeling in pain.
"Maybe I want to be in that world, which brings back my question, where is the chip?" the leader asked again. Amy knew she would not negotiate with these people easily, so she looked for a way to escape.
"I know that you want to protect this kid, so tell you what, I'll keep him alive when I perform the inevitable operation, that is if you don't waste my time." the leader simply said. "Where are they?" he asked.
"So, you knew it was with a kid, huh, but the thing is, where did Charles hire you from, eBay?" Amy tried to buy time as she wanted to silently move to the next pillar.
"Look woman, if you keep wasting our time, you would end up like your boyfriend!" the leader angrily shouted.