Ashley tilted her chin, gazing skyward as she heard - then saw - a small plane. The sight of it sent a little thrill of hope through her - Marco had a plane; maybe this was his. She quickened her pace a little, heading toward the building the fireworks seemed to be generating from.
Glancing back to make sure Olena was with her, she broke into a trot. She was eager to see what was going on - and she wanted to make sure it wasn't something she'd have to turn tail and run from.