Davens handed Corey an extra computer. “I will contact the commander to let him know what has happened.”
“Wait on that until we find out where Nix is.”
“I must report any altercations with the resistance. It’s protocol.”
“Damn the protocols! We don’t have evidence yet that the people that attacked us were with the resistance. They could be just a couple of humans who decided to rob us and got overzealous.”
“I don’t like this,” Warrior Davens said as he pulled up the feeds. “There’s quite a bit to go through. I’m sending some to your computer. With both of us watching, we should be able to get through more faster, hopefully catch something that will help.”
Watching the feeds from the surveillance cameras felt like it took hours, though the clock confirmed it had only been minutes. Corey wanted to throw the computer down and storm out to search for Nix himself. So far, the tribespeople weren’t stepping forward with any information. They were definitely scared of the resistance. He couldn’t blame them. Though the Drastans have done a lot to help improve and save their lives, they would eventually leave Earth, and the humans remaining would have to learn to deal with one another. It was a difficult position for all of them.
Why had he allowed Nix to go off on her own? Granted she was the lead on the mission and more than competent, but it was still too dangerous for her to move around in the tunnels without help or support from a human. That was the whole purpose of him being there on the mission with her. He was supposed to be her human guide. He had failed her. The thought of what might be happening to her ate at him as he sat here, unable to do anything.
Corey watched the feed, rewinding at any point where he thought he saw something. He paused when Warrior Davens leaned across the desk. “Where does this lead?”
Corey leaned forward to look at the other man’s screen. The video feed was frozen on an image of a man in a hoodie opening a door with no handle. The door wasn’t marked.
“I think it leads to a maintenance corridor. With the new Drastan power technology, the old wiring areas are no longer needed and were supposed to be blocked. This door must have been overlooked because it blended into the tunnel wall. Did you see Nix being taken through there?”
“No, but if you rewind, there is a short period of time that there was a flash and the lights went out around the camera. When the lights came back on, it caused the images to blur temporarily. This image was caught a little before the lights flashed.”
“What area is this door in?” Corey asked.
“I’m not sure. There are several locations this could be. It’s one of our older cameras that we had not set up a designation for.”
Corey stood up. “We need to get as many warriors as possible to spread out and look for that door. Let me speak with the tribe leader to get a few trustworthy humans who might know this area better. I don’t want this to spread and cause more panic among the humans in fear of retaliation.”
“Agreed, I’ll organize the warriors while you contact Commander Estro and the tribe leader. The commander needs to be aware of the situation and possibly use his contacts to get assistance from the dome leaders.”
He had to admit that Warrior Davens was right. Commander Estro needed to be made aware of the situation. The resistance had struck a healer facility, which was supposed to be neutral territory. The Drastans wouldn’t take that well, certainly not along with one of their warriors being kidnapped. The shit was going to hit the fan.
“Fine, get me someone to take me around this area so that I can help look for her when I’m done.”
The warrior handed Corey a communicator as he stood to leave the room. “I’ll take you myself. I’ll be back in five minutes.”
Every minute counted. Corey just hoped that they weren’t too late. He activated the communicator. “This is Corey Nash. I need to speak with Commander Estro.”
