Second Chances Protecting Mrs. Hall

Chapter 48

“Even if it costs me my

life, I have to do this.” Emma ignored Josiah’s frantic warnings.

Josiah failed to fully grasp the catastrophic potential of the looming explosion. However, Emma knew the grim reality all too well. She had witnessed the aftermath in her previous life.

As she hurried through the crowd, images haunted her–the newspaper photos of Sean, his features obliterated by burns, and the list of victims: a high school student fresh from graduation, a couple who had just celebrated their long–awaited engagement, a son who had brought his terminally ill mother to enjoy what might be their last concert together.

These were ordinary people, living their lives with simple hopes and dreams, all cruelly cut short by a merciless explosion.

Behind the countless victims lay a world of shattered families. Sean, once vibrant and full of life, had spent his later years in a vegetative state, a shadow of his former sell.

weighing heavily on her heart, Emma was resolved–she would prevent this tragedy at any cost, even if it meant facing

With these thoughts we

death herself

“Boss, I found it! It’s on the west side of the roof, D29, at ten o’clock!” Josiah reported.

“Got it!” Emma left the concert and sprinted toward the roof. With Josiah’s guidance, she quickly located the bomb.

The roof’s surface was soft and tricky to navigate. Emma, relying on her athletic prowess, crawled across the expansive, slippery roof. There seemed to be nothing special here. Everything appeared normal at first glance,

“Boss, there’s nothing here,” Josiah said.

“Look.” Emma rotated the camera in her hand.

“It’s… it’s

it’s tucked inside the steel framework in

structures. Emma’s face set into a determined

are on their way, and the roof can’t bear much weight. You need to get off

then, Emma was in a precarious position, practically suspended in mid–air. With half of her body leaning out over the edge, she barely managed to reach the black box. Any

her a crucial lesson–to survive, one must face fear head–on. The greater the danger,

recognized that expression on Emma’s face–it meant things were serious. It had been ages since he’d seen her look so

safety on

Emma kept her hands steady as she methodically worked on the bomb.

her seat, the music’s vibrations reached her, mingling with the tension of her task. The threat of the bomb under her hands made sweat bead

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traffic jam in his Rolls–Royce. He was supposed to meet

had delayed him.

last traffic light, Levi’s phone rang, his face draining of color as he reported, “Mr. Hall, there’s trouble! The police just called about a dangerous object near the

eyes widened, “Stop the car; we need to

to intervene, but it was too late. With Emma

the roof, Emma continued her

ready to pull the trigger, but Josiah’s sharp senses

get down!”

bullet. The

scene.

behind me?” Emma asked without turning her head, her focus unwavering as she continued to work on

to have left–they didn’t want to give away their position,”

Keep your eyes on the surrounding buildings for