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…

steel framework in a massive black box,”

devastating power, could send shockwaves strong enough to severely damage structures. Emma’s face set into

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

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 slight mistake could trigger the

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

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

safety on

hands steady as she methodically worked on the bomb. Her bold yet careful approach made deciphering and disarming

mingling with the tension of her task. The threat of

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traffic jam in his Rolls–Royce. He was supposed

had delayed him.

color as he reported, “Mr. Hall, there’s trouble! The police just called about a dangerous object near the arena.

the car;

it was too late. With Emma

on their way. On the roof, Emma continued her

ready to pull the trigger, but

down!” Josiah

on instinct, Emma ducked, narrowly avoiding the bullet. The threat was

scene.

turning her head, her focus unwavering as she continued to work

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

Keep your eyes on