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

down toward the jagged hole in the skylight.

Down through the glass! I cleared the reaching, tearing shards; flared
my wings; and turned my downward momentum into horizontal speed.

I blew past the marquee for the Old Navy store, barely beneath the
ceiling. At first I saw nothing. Nothing but Ax dropping down into view
and pulling an identical maneuver going the other way.

But then I saw the broken railing. It was made of thick, tubular steel
above thinner, square steel uprights.

11 All of this bent outward. As if an elephant had run into it.

I turned back and swept my gaze up and down the familiar main mall.

He was lying in a pool of blood. A tiger. Sprawled like he was asleep,
but with a shallow pool of black blood extending around his neck and head.

I cried and dropped down toward him.

Ax yelled.

I spread my wings wide and flapped back up, recovering my altitude.

Ax was right. David could be waiting for us to rush to Jake's side. And
there could be no possible doubt that it was Jake. Seven-foot-long
tigers don't cruise the mall.

Ax said.

I hadn't bothered to listen. I'd assumed Jake was dead. But now I
focused all my senses. Yes! There were sounds of breathing. But weak . .
. reedy . . . with the sound of blood bubbling with each breath.

I said. <0therwise he'd demorph. I don't see David.
But he could be anywhere. Anything.>

I saw a flash of light, far off down the main

12 walkway. Police lights passing one of the entrances. It would take
them a while to get inside. In the meantime they'd surround the mall and
watch all the exits.

It would be easy enough for us to get away undetected. But that wasn't
what I wanted. What I wanted was David.

13

I felt weird telling Ax what to do. But Jake was down.