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.”

gaze unwavering. “Where did these materials come from?”

sourced from three different companies. We’ve been working with them for more than three years, and there’s never been an issue

arrived?” I asked, eyeing the contracts as I spoke.

responded without hesitation. “Every procedure

slowly, flipping through the documents one last time. He looked up at Alissa. “Alright, you can

Holbrook. If

he reviewed the files. “So, what do you

glanced at Jones, his voice firm and decisive. “I need a

replied promptly. He wasted no time in making arrangements, and

our hands.

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in transportation and production–anyone who might have had

studied the list intently, his mind clearly working through the possibilities. After a long silence, he spoke, his voice

voice was distant as

one warehouse is affected?” I followed Jones’s gaze as

a curt nod.

his voice sharp. “Let’s see for ourselves.”

few dozen meters away. Typically, workers moved the materials

could have

“The warehouse is over there.” He began to lead the way.

and I followed closely

phone buzzed sharply, cutting through

apologetic look. “Mr. Holbrook, excuse me. I need to take this

curtly, and we kept moving

unease settled in me. It was an instinct, the