Katelyn stayed quiet, a bitter laugh rising within her. It was true; many wanted her dead. Aside from Vincent, there were hardly any normal people left in her life.
She couldn’t help but wonder if she had done something terrible in a past life to deserve all this pain now.
Vincent ignored Langston’s babbling, his voice cold as ice.
“Wasting time won’t save you. Talk, or face the consequences.”
Katelyn instantly understood what Vincent was implying. She understood that if she didn’t stop Langston’s bleeding, he wouldn’t last much longer, especially since taking him to the hospital wasn’t an option.
She had no choice but to act quickly.
Langston’s eyes flickered to the document in Vincent’s hand as he said, “I hope you keep your promise.”
Vincent said nothing, standing still, his patience unbroken.
Katelyn’s hands balled into fists, her heart pounding in her chest. After all her searching, a clue had finally surfaced. Langston’s reaction said it all—he knew exactly who was behind everything.
Langston inhaled deeply, then said, “The person behind this is…”
Out of nowhere, two sharp mechanical alarm sounds pierced the silence, echoing through the dimly lit basement.
Fear flooded Langston’s eyes.
Both Katelyn’s and Vincent’s faces shifted, their expressions hardening in an instant.
Without thinking, she yelled, “There’s a bomb!”
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In a split second, Vincent seized Katelyn’s hand and screamed, “Run!”
The events unfolded in the blink of an eye.
Just as they reached the door, Langston attempted to shout.
A deafening boom shook the place as he barely managed to say a full word, and the building instantly crumbled into debris. The floor gave way, sending dust swirling through the air.
Katelyn choked on the thick dust, her coughs relentless. Everything around her was drowned out, her ears ringing with silence.
Vincent wrapped his arms around her, his body acting as a shield. Panic surged through Katelyn as she shoved against him, her voice frantic as she asked, “Mr. Adams, are you alright? Are you hurt?” Panic gripped Katelyn in that moment, a tight knot forming in her chest.
Why did Vincent always step in to protect her without hesitation when danger struck?
Vincent remained silent, showing no reaction at all.
“Mr. Adams, can you hear me?”
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