"Applegate, Katherine A - Animorphs - 22 - The Sollution" - читать интересную книгу автора (Applegate Katherine A)

David's house had been half-destroyed in the battle that resulted. He
was known to the Yeerks. His face was burned into the memory of every
human-Controller on planet Earth. They would all be looking for him. All
searching for the boy who had the morphing cube.

So we'd made David one of us. Using the blue box, we'd made him an
Animorph. Capable of absorbing DNA from any animal he can touch and
becoming that animal for a period of two hours at a time.

He was supposed to be one of us. And he was, for a while. He was with us
on one of our most difficult missions: to rescue the leaders of the free
world from the Yeerks.

Sounds impressive, doesn't it? It would have been very impressive, if
we'd succeeded. But we had failed.

The leaders of the United States, France, Russia, Great Britain, and
Japan were meeting at a secluded beach resort to work out a Middle East
solution. It had been the ultimate target for the Yeerks. A chance to
make hosts - Controllers - of the five most powerful men on the planet.
Or four, at least. One of them - we didn't know which one - was already
a Controller.

8 We had tried to stop them. But we'd gotten ambitious. And Visser
Three, leader of the Yeerk forces on Earth, had laid a trap for us.

We'd escaped the trap, but not before David had fearfully agreed to go
over to the Yeerk side. Later he'd pretended it was all a ruse. That he
was loyal.

Now we knew better.

I flew over dark houses, and over dark parking lots, and over blazing,
brilliant, twenty-four-hour stores and gas stations. Ax led us back to
the place where he'd last seen Jake and David.

We followed the direction he'd seen them traveling.

Could we find them? And if we did, what would we find?

Suddenly, on the road below us, flashing lights moved swiftly past. A
police car. Siren off since it was night, but moving fast. It was moving
in the same direction we were.

I looked directly ahead. The mall. It was dark. The parking lot was
faintly lit by street lamps at regular intervals. That's where the cop
car was heading.

I said to Ax.

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