Chromosome 6 by Robin Cook. Chapter 17

For a full minute no one spoke or moved, not even any of the bonobos.

Then bonobo number one repeated his cry: ‘Atah!’ Instantly, the animals

began to circle around the humans.

Candace moaned as she, Kevin, and Melanie backed into each other,

forming a tight triangle. The ring the animals formed around them began

to close like a noose. The bonobos came closer a step at a time. The

humans could now distinctly smell them. Their odor was strong and feral.

The animals’ faces were expressionless but intent. Their eyes flashed.

The animals stopped advancing when they were an arm’s length from the

three friends. Their eyes ran up and down the humans’ bodies. Some of

them were holding stone wedges similar to the one that had killed bonobo

number sixty.

Kevin, Melanie, and Candace did not move. They were paralyzed with fear.

All the animals looked as powerful as bonobo number one.

Bonobo number one remained outside the tight ring. He was still

clutching the clawhammer but no longer had it raised over his head. He

advanced and made a full circuit of the group, staring at the humans

between the heads of his compatriots. Then he let out a string of sounds

accompanied by hand gestures.

Several of the other animals answered him. Then one of them reached out

his hand toward Candace. Candace moaned.

‘Don’t move,’ Kevin managed to say. ‘I think the fact that they haven’t

harmed us is a good sign.’

Candace swallowed with difficulty as the bonobo’s hand caressed her

hair. He seemed enthralled by its blond color. It took all the resolve

she could muster not to scream or duck away.

Another animal began to speak and gesture. He then pointed to his side.

Kevin saw a long healing surgical scar. ‘It’s the animal whose kidney

went to the Dallas businessman,’ Kevin said fearfully. ‘See how he’s

pointing at us. I think he’s connecting us to the retrieval process.’

‘That can’t be good,’ Melanie whispered.

Another animal reached out tentatively and touched Kevin’s comparatively

hairless forearm. Then he touched the directional beacon Kevin was

holding in his hand. Kevin was surprised when he didn’t try to take it

away from him.

The bonobo standing directly in front of Melanie reached out and pinched

the fabric of her blouse between his thumb and forefinger as if feeling

its texture. Then he gently touched the locator she was holding with

just the tip of his index finger.

‘They seem mystified by us,’ Kevin said hesitantly. ‘And strangely

respectful. I don’t think they are going to hurt us. Maybe they think we

are gods.’

‘How can we encourage that belief?’ Melanie asked.

‘I’ll try to give them something,’ Kevin said. Kevin considered the

objects he had on his person and immediately settled on his wristwatch.

Moving slowly, he put the directional beacon under his arm and slipped

the watch from his wrist. Holding it by its bracelet, he extended it

toward the animal in front of him.

The animal tilted his head, eyeing the watch, then reached for it. No

sooner had he had it in his hand than bonobo number one vocalized the

sound: ‘Ot.’ The animal with the watch responded by quickly giving it

up. Bonobo number one examined the watch, then slipped it onto his

forearm.

‘My god!’ Kevin voiced. ‘My double is wearing my watch. This is a

nightmare.’

Bonobo number one appeared to admire the watch for a moment. Then he

brought his thumbs and forefinger together to form a circle while

saying: ‘Randa.’

One of the bonobos immediately ran off and disappeared for a moment into

the forest. When he reappeared, he was carrying a length of rope.

‘Rope?’ Kevin said with trepidation. ‘Now what?’

‘Where did they get rope?’ Melanie asked.

‘They probably stole it with the tools,’ Kevin said.

‘What are they going to do?’ Candace asked nervously.

The bonobo went directly to Kevin and looped the rope around his waist.

Kevin watched with a mixture of fear and admiration as the animal tied a

crude knot and then cinched it tight against Kevin’s abdomen.

Kevin looked up at the women. ‘Don’t struggle,’ he said. ‘I think

everything is going to be okay as long as we don’t anger them or scare

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