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.

gasped. “It’s… it’s

steel framework in a massive black

to severely damage structures. Emma’s face set into a determined expression as she pulled out her

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

then, Emma was in a precarious position, practically suspended in mid–air. With half of her body leaning out over the edge,

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

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

disposal, Emma knew the risks involved. Not only was her physical safety on the line, but the mental strain was enormous. Any

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

mingling with the tension of her

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across from the arena, Liam was stuck in a traffic jam in his Rolls–Royce. He was supposed to

had delayed him.

they finally passed the 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 arena. They’re

the car;

was too late.

the police were on their way. On the roof, Emma continued her work, unaware that

woman…” The person was ready to pull the trigger, but

down!”

the bullet.

scene.

her head, her focus

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

your eyes on the surrounding buildings