"Miss, the fire''s cut off the road," a guard reported.


    Lara looked around, understanding that Marion had scoped their escape route, lured them with gunfire, and set the trap.


    The strategy was simple but effective. The terrifying part was that he had nned it in no time and carried it out efficiently.


    "Miss, what now?" the guard asked anxiously, looking at the roaring mes.


    Instead of throwing in more fuel, Marion led his crew to an open spot near water, so they could douse the fireter.


    The dense trees left no way out.


    Lara gritted her teeth, grabbed a guy, and shoved him forward, using him as a shield against the fire.


    "Dying for me should make you proud," she said, ignoring his thrashing.


    He burned, reeking of charred flesh. She covered her nose, broke through, and tossed him aside. The rest couldn''t escape, awaiting death.


    Burns scarred her body, but she didn''t stop, ignoring the pain and the screams from behind her.


    Following the n, Jordan''s team prepared to kill the fire. These punks deserved it, but the forest didn''t.


    Once, Marion would''ve let it burn. Debra changed him. Now he wanted good karma for their future.


    Soon, the mes died. The bodies inside were charred beyond recognition.<fn3626> Original content can be found at F?ndNovel</fn3626>


    "This is the crew that got Kale?" Erica asked, arriving with Randy.


    Marion stared at one body that was burned mostly on the back. His condition was the worst.


    Jordan also saw it. "Their boss used this guy as a shield and bolted."


    "What?" Randy''s eyes popped.


    "This person is as ruthless as Jeffery," Erica said, chilled. "Could it be Michael?"


    Meanwhile, Lara stumbled down the mountain. Half her face was ruined, and her body was scorched.


    When she found Michael''s crew, she yelled, "Who told you to pull back?"