<i>Ding...</i>
[Sasha: (gps.location.attached)]
Hera nced down at her phone, seeing the GPS coordinates Sasha had sent.
A steely determination shed in her eyes as she quickly turned and headed out.
Without a moment’s hesitation, she jumped into her race car and sped off.
Leo, Luke, Zhane, Xavier, and Dave were still reeling from the shocking news, especially Rafael’s friends, who barely registered Hera’s sudden departure.
By the time they snapped back to their senses, Hera had already driven away, her car disappearing down the road.
The audience in the venue was equally confused by the suddenmotion, while Hera’s team was visibly flustered.
Leo darted toward their car, urgency in his voice.
"Quick, we need to follow her!" he shouted, jolting Luke and the others into action.
At Leo’s call, they snapped out of their shock and sprinted after him.
Betty, feeling both distraught and unprepared, hurried along with the rest, unable to process what was happening but determined to keep up.
Leo and the others piled into the Lincoln, but by the time they exited the venue, Hera’s car was already out of sight.
Frustration shed in Leo’s eyes as he quickly made a call, then turned sharply to the driver.
"Back to the hotel!" hemanded.
He couldn’t shake the unease gnawing at him—he’d caught a fleeting look of guilt in Hera’s eyes just before she bolted, and he was worried about what might be running through her mind.
Not wanting her to face whatever it was alone, he resolved to find her as soon as possible.
The driver sped off, ignoring every red light along the way, and before long, they arrived at the hotel.
"What are we doing here? She’s not here," Dave said, starting to panic.
"With her driving skills, we won’t be able to catch up with her on the road. We’re better off tracking her from the air," Luke exined, realizing Leo’s n and trying to calm Dave down.
Before Luke even finished speaking, Dave had already stormed past them, clearly frustrated by their dy. "What are you guys waiting for? Hurry up! We need to get to the helicopter ASAP!" he snapped, urging everyone to move faster.
Hera, meanwhile, wasted no time. She focused on the GPS on her phone and sped through the streets, ignoring red lights.
Luckily, the racing event had left the roads almost empty, allowing her to drive without interruptions. As fate would have it, the location on the map wasn’t far from her current position either.
She floored the gas and made a call, her phone on speaker as it sat securely on the dashboard, freeing her hands to grip the wheel. The person on the other end picked up immediately.
Before they could say a word, Hera spoke quickly, "Cindy, coordinate with Sasha and arrange for backup. I’m en route to the location Sasha sent, but I don’t know what I’m walking into. Make sure to send an ambnce as well."
Hera paused, her mind racing as she processed the situation. After a moment, she spoke again with clear resolve, "Forget the ambnce. I need air support instead. We’ll transport the injured by air. I’m not sure how long they’ve been hurt, so they’ll need to be sent to the hospital immediately."
"And make sure the backup is well-armed and fully geared up," Hera added, her voice sharp. "This situation is risky, and I need to be prepared for anything."
Cindy, though still confused by Hera’s cryptic words, nodded. "Understood, Young Miss."
Cindy hesitated, her concern deepening. "But Young Miss, if the situation is as dangerous as you say, wouldn’t it be better to wait for backup? Let them handle it. You might—"
Before Cindy could finish, Hera’s voice cut through firmly. "Cindy, you know I value my life, but I can’t just sit around, not knowing what’s going on over there. I’ll make sure to stay safe, but I can’t let uncertainty dictate my actions. I’ll be careful, don’t worry. Just focus on getting the backup to follow me."
Cindy, sensing the determination in Hera’s voice, relented, though still uneasy. "Understood, Young Miss. I’ll get everything set up right away."
With that, she quickly ended the call, already reaching out to Sasha for more details. She needed to get the full picture so she could coordinate the necessary help for Hera.
Hera didn’t need to send her location to her team—her phone was already equipped with GPS tracking.
As long as they needed to find her, they could easily follow the built-in tracker. Since she’d be heading there first, it would be easier for the backup to follow her lead.
Cindy, not wasting any time, immediately contacted Sasha. Sasha was quick to exin everything, skipping pleasantries and going straight to the point.
Once the call ended, Cindy swiftly dialed their security detail—an elite team of retired military personnel, including Air Force veterans, SEALs, and more. They would be ready to act at a moment’s notice.
Hera’s usual security detail hadn’t apanied her this time, as Leo, Luke, Zhane, Xavier, and Dave had brought their own team along.
She had insisted that her usual security stay behind, promising to call them if she needed backup.
As a result, her regr team had remained on high alert, waiting for any sign of action. When Cindy called, they were ready.
Without hesitation, they swiftly geared up and boarded therge military helicopter the Avery family kept on standby for emergencies like cmity evacuations, rescue operations, and other critical missions.
Threerge helicopters roared to life as they took off from the hangar, their engines rumbling so loudly that the sound echoed throughout the city. Meanwhile, Cindy monitored the unfolding situation closely, using the body cameras worn by the security detail sent to support Hera.
In less than an hour, Hera arrived at the location marked on her GPS. She found herself on a road near the edge of a forest, a considerable distance from the rendezvous point Rafael had originally set with his subordinate, who was supposed to have prepared an escape route.
However, due to the pressure from the forces trailing them, Rafael and his group had deviated from their nned path, veering deeper into the forest in an attempt to shake off their pursuers.