'This isn't working, Stone.' She sighed, feeling her legs weaken as she clasped the wall. 'I think we're going to have to chance the elevator.'
'Don't give up yet.' He took out his American Express, kissed it and swiped it through. 'One last shot.'
The red diode blinked off.
'Never leave home without it,' she whispered.
'We will now proceed very, very quietly.' He carefully pushed open the door, inches at a time.
The stair had metal steps and was lit by a single fluorescent bulb. As he helped her up, Ally was wondering if there was any way to extract her mother too. She couldn't imagine how she could do it and besides, Nina might well refuse to go.
No, just get out and make Stone understand that no way was Winston Bartlett going to let him go free to tell the story of Kristen. He clearly wasn't thinking with all cylinders.
Stone Aimes was about to disappear, just like Kristen had.
The entry to the laboratory level was also alarmed, but American Express once again saved the day. When they pushed open the door, however, the lights were on in the office at the far end of the hallway.
Shit, it's all the way at the opposite end of the hall.
'Stone, we have to get to that door before anybody sees us. I don't know if it's alarmed or not, but that's the ball game.' She reached for his hand. 'If we can get there and get out, please come with me. We can make it to the highway. You can't stay here.'
'Let's get you out. Then we'll talk.'
'I'll drag you if I have to.'
As they moved quietly along the wall, they could hear an argument under way. She recognized the voices as Ellen O'Hara's and Karl Van de Vliet's.
'I won't allow my staff to be part of this,' Ellen was declaring. 'I've seen Kristen. Any form of the Beta is dangerous. If you do anything involving that procedure again, you'll put everybody here at risk.'
'Don't you think I've thought about that, agonized about it? We have one chance to turn all this around. This is it.'
'I don't want to be involved and I don't want any of my people involved do you hear me?'
'Then keep them upstairs.' He was striding out of his office, flipping on the lights in the hallway.
'Oh shit,' Ally whispered. She opened a door and pulled Stone into the examining room, where her mother had first been admitted. Just as she did she heard the
When she closed the door, the room should have been pitch black. But it wasn't. A candle was burning on a counter and there was a figure at the far end of the room.
He was sitting on the examining table, in the lotus position, his eyes closed.
'Are you ready?' Kenji Noda asked. 'I think just about everyone is here now.'
She watched helplessly as he reached over and touched a button on the desk. A red light popped on above the door. A moment later, it opened.
'What are you doing here?' Debra asked, staring at them.
'Getting some exercise,' Stone said.
Then Winston Bartlett appeared in the doorway behind her.
'How did
'Ally, I'm not going to let them do this to you,' Stone declared, seizing her hand. 'We're going to-'
'Ken, please get him out of here,' Bartlett said. “Take him back downstairs, anywhere.'
'You shouldn't be out of your wheelchair,' Debra was saying. She turned to Ellen. 'Would you get-'
'I'm not getting you anything,' Ellen O'Hara declared. 'I've just submitted my resignation. Effective three minutes ago. I don't know a thing about what's going on here and, from now on, I don't want to know.'
She got on the elevator and the door closed.
'Ken,' Bartlett said, 'first things first. Go after that woman. Don't let her leave the building.'
Now Debra was rolling in a wheelchair. David had appeared also, deep disquiet in his eyes, and he helped her in.
'There's very little risk to this,' he said. 'Believe me.'
She felt him giving her an injection in her left arm.
As the room started to spin, she reached out and grabbed Stone’s arm and pulled him down to her.
'Downstairs,' she whispered. 'Look around. There's-'
She didn't get to finish because Debra was whisking her out the door and toward the laboratory. Stone had just grinned confusedly, seemingly not paying any attention to what she was saying. Instead he ambled toward the open stair door and disappeared.
At this point, however, no one appeared to notice or to care. They were rolling her through the steel air lock. On the other side, Winston Bartlett was already waiting, standing next to a gurney with straps.
Chapter 34
She was still conscious as David and Debra lifted her onto the gurney. There was no operating table in the laboratory, but this procedure did not require one. It consisted of a series of small subcutaneous injections along both sides of the spine, followed by a larger injection at the base of the skull.
As the injections began, she drifted into a mind-set where she was never entirely sure how much was real, how much was fantasy, how much deliberate, how much accidental. She remembered that she felt her grasp of reality slipping away, but there was no sense of pain. Instead, images and sensations in a sequence that corresponded to the passage of time drifted through her mind. It was couched in terms of the people she knew.
The first image was her mother, Nina, and they were together, struggling through a dense forest Initially, she thought they were looking for her father's grave, but then it became clear they were searching for some kind of magic potion that would save her mother’s life. As they clawed their way through tangled tendrils and dark arbors, she became increasingly convinced their quest was doomed, that she was destined to watch Nina pass into oblivion.
But then something happened. The forest opened out onto a vast meadow bathed in sunshine. In the center was a cluster of snow-white mushrooms, and she knew instinctively that these would bring eternal life to anyone who ate them.
'Come,' she said to Nina, 'these can save you.'
'Ally, I'm too old now. I don't want to be saved. There comes a moment in your life when you've done everything you feel you needed to do. You've had the good times and now all that's left is the slow deterioration of what's left of your body. It robs the joy out of living.'
'No, Mom, this is different,' she said plucking one of the white mushrooms and holding it out. 'This prevents you from growing any older. You'll stay just the way you are. You can have a miracle.'
“'To never escape this vale of tears? To watch everyone you love grow old and wither and die? Is that the 'miracle' you want me to have?' Then she looked up at the flawless blue sky and held out her arms as though to embrace the sun. 'My mind Ally. You've given me back my mind. Now I can live out whatever more life God will see fit to give me and actually know who I am and where I am. That's miracle enough for me.'
As she said it, a beam of white light came directly from the sun and enveloped her. Then the meadow around
