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“It was my father’s doing. He had two grenades with him when he left,” Sean exined quickly.
He added, “That explosion came from the mountain. It seems he was trying to block their escape.”
“No, something’s not right.” Norah frowned.
She abruptly held her breath, silencing Sean, and strained to listen.
The gunfire dwindled, and they could distinctly hear the beeping of a timer.
It was unmistakably the ticking of the time bomb.
“Damn it! Alert everyone to evacuate immediately. There are bombs right beneath us!”
Norah was frantic. If there were bombs nted throughout the vi, they wouldn’t have much time to avoid the st, not knowing when the bombs would detonate.
“Let’s get as far away as possible!”
They dashed outside. On the run, Sean removed a bone whistle from his neck and blew it hard. The piercing sound carried far.
He blew several times to signal his men before stashing the whistle.
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“Forget about them now. We need to move!”
They had just cleared the vi gates when a tremendous explosion obliterated the vi, sending a huge gray mushroom cloud skyward.
The shockwave knocked them to the ground. Once the ringing in their ears subsided, they slowly got to their feet. Relieved to find each other safe, they shared a tight embrace.
Sean spoke, his voice still edged with fear. “Norah, thank you. We’re lucky to be alive.”
He had not detected the bomb’s ticking. In such little time, he hadn’t grasped that the vi was wired with explosives. Had they not escaped when they did, they might not have survived.
Nancy’s ruthless strategy spared no thought for her own people, all to ensure their elimination.
“Sean, Norah, are you both okay?” Ka shouted as she staggered out barefoot.
She had just heard a deafening explosion while in the car, and stepping outside, she was greeted by the sight of a mushroom cloud, her face turning ashen with shock.
The vi had been destroyed. Where were her husband and son, who had gone inside the vi? And Norah had entered with them. Had they survived?
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