As they emerged from the room where Diana and the other Mara had been held, Sam glanced at the acolyte standing guard outside and prompted, “Take us to the ladder that leads to the roof of the Arboretum. Throw one of those vapor orbs at anyone who tries to stop us.”
Ping patted Sam on the shoulder and said, “Good thinking.”
A moment later they passed into the salon, where they noted Tran still lay unconscious in the center of the room. Upon seeing her, Sam paused and stared. There’s something about her that I can’t put my finger on.
Ping and the others had moved toward the exit to the other hall, but Ping turned and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Sam shook his head. “Nothing. Let’s get out of here.” He jogged over, and they entered the hall leading to the room that held the ladder.
As they wa
