Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 131 Sudden Explosion

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“Let’s go,” Caden said, his voice sharp, eyes locking with Jones. The silent command was clear; lead the way.

Without hesitation, we followed, making our way toward factory one.

“Who’s in charge of the raw materials?” Caden asked, his eyes scanning the documents Jones had handed him.

“That would be Alissa,” Jones replied, his tone steady. “She oversees all raw material procurement for the Fostrau site.”

“All of them?” I raised an eyebrow, glancing at Jones. “If procurement’s the problem, why is only factory one affected?”

“Alissa’s been with us for years,” Jones shrugged slightly, unconcerned. “She’s handled the sourcing for as long as I can remember. I don’t think she’s the issue.”

I nodded, processing his words. “Where is she? I’d like to speak with her.”

Without missing a beat, Jones pulled out his phone and dialed. “Alissa, please come to my office.”

Ten minutes later, a middle–aged woman entered–a werewolf with a strong build and a warm presence. Her curly hair framed her face, softening her features, and her steps were calm but purposeful.

“Alissa, Mr. Holbrook and Ms. Sinclair are here,” Jones introduced us with a nod. Then he turned to Alissa. “They’ve come to discuss the issues with the raw materials for Ice and Fire.”

Alissa bowed her head slightly, her expression filled with regret. “I apologize, Mr. Holbrook. I’m responsible –for the raw materials, and I take full responsibility. However, I assure you, the materials were sourced

properly, and every procedure was followed according to company standards.”

steady, his gaze unwavering. “Where did these materials

from three different companies. We’ve been working with them

checks done when the materials arrived?” I asked, eyeing the

procedure was followed as per

looked up at Alissa.

“Of course, Mr. Holbrook. If you need anything, don’t

closely as he reviewed the files. “So, what do you think? Is there a problem?”

furrowed, his expression darkening. He glanced at Jones, his voice firm and decisive.

in making arrangements, and soon the list was

our hands.

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staff but also the workers involved in transportation and production–anyone who might have had a chance to interfere

a long silence, he spoke, his voice

drifted toward the window. His voice was distant as he answered.

one warehouse is affected?” I followed Jones’s gaze as it swept across the row of warehouses in the distance.

curt

turned cold, his voice sharp. “Let’s see for

held the raw materials stood only a short distance from the factory, a mere few dozen meters away. Typically, workers moved the materials inside to be processed on the factory

suggested the problem could have

“The warehouse is over there.” He

followed

Jones’s phone buzzed

Holbrook, excuse me.

we kept moving forward.

sense of unease settled in me. It was an instinct, the kind only an Alpha could possess. Something was terribly wrong.