It took Kitty less than fifteen minutes to create fifteen doors, to and from the tunnel, at fifteen statues on Parliament Hill. She moved back and forth between the hub and a statue, the hub and another statue, imagining Gotcha’s reaction, if she decided it was necessary to take a powder in a hurry. She also wondered just how Pinky would handle it.
Pinky would understand what had happened, and be able to get into the tunnel, but Gotcha, being clueless about the tunnel, would not. If the two of them were in cahoots, and trying to do her any kind of harm, she could wait for Pinky at the hub, and kill him. Or, she could get to the hub and disappear to somewhere only she knew, and no one would be able to follow her.
If that happened, her fnext move would be to contact Lance, and get him to meet her in the hub, or go find him. Together they would come up with plan b.
On her seventeenth trip from the hub to Ottawa, Kitty created a door underneath the thirty foot tall statue of a spider, outside the National Art Gallery, a ten minute walk from Parliament Hill. She was going to step out of the tunnel just long enough to create the door, and step rigt back inside, before anyone could notice her, as she had on the Hill. But the second she felt the sun on her face, she sensed something 90 degrees to her left. She turned swiftly, throwing her rams in front of her in a defensive posture, and looked straight into the cold, dead, gray eyes of VoV.