CHAPTER 8"You're doing well, Kate. Don't throw the cork, just drop it. I'm sure it'll be just as effective." Cora advised.
"I know what to do," Kate said. "Memories have returned and is perhaps the reason I arrived with the cylinder. I was once a weapons officer onboard a spaceship protecting the fleet." She gulped and stared at the others. "Did I say something?"
Bree nodded grimly. "No, Kate. You're doing just find. Follow your instincts but don't try anything heroic."
Cora still held Westley's hand but told the younger pair to go out first. Bree have a gasp but continued to walk down the steps and onto the lawn. When she arrived outside, immediately behind them she saw the reason for Bree's gasp. Four men in battle fatigues including helmets and automatic weapons stood on both sides o
