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…

framework in a massive black box,” Emma

damage structures. Emma’s face set into a determined

The police are on their way, and the roof can’t bear much weight. You need to get off here, now!”

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 slight mistake could trigger the explosion, potentially killing

in high–stakes situations had taught her a crucial lesson–to survive,

expression on Emma’s face–it meant things were serious. It

in bomb disposal, Emma knew the risks involved. Not only was her physical safety on

she methodically worked on the bomb. Her bold yet careful approach made deciphering

music’s vibrations reached her, mingling with the tension of her task. The threat of the bomb

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

had delayed him.

of color as he reported, “Mr. Hall, there’s trouble! The police just

eyes widened, “Stop the car; we need to go

but it was too late. With Emma still potentially in danger, Liam couldn’t

their way. On the roof, Emma continued

The person was ready to pull the trigger, but Josiah’s sharp

get down!”

bullet. The threat was

scene.

Emma asked without turning her head, her focus unwavering as she continued

but whoever was there seems to have left–they didn’t want to give away their

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