Shadows Of A Forgotten Spring

Chapter 134

Chapter 134

"You shouldn't have played this game with me, handsome," she said, malice dripping in her voice. Look at you now, You don't look so good. Where are they?"

Jim's swollen eyes flickered open; he breathed laboriously. Though he was in pain, he was able to force a faint, pitiful smile. "I don't know," he croaked. "He doesn't tell me anything"

Annie's jaw tightened, her fury simmering just beneath the surface. She leaned closer, her lips brushing his ear as the whispered, "Wrong answer, darling."

he straightened and slapped him hard across the face, the sound echoing through the empty warehouse, Jim groaned, his Read snapping to the side, fresh blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"Please," he rasped, his voice trembling with desperation. "Let me live. I'm sorry."

His words infuriated Annie even further. She raised her hand, ready to strike him again. But before she could strike him, though, a deafening roar sounded in the distance. The ground around her feet trembled, and wave of heat and dust swept through the warehouse. The men shouted in panic, stumbling as the tremor knocked them off balance.

Annie stared around in shock and confusion. Panic set into her heart.

"What the hell was that?" she muttered.

and hollered orders at

Annie didn't move for a second, her mind whirling. This wasn't the way

grabbed her bag from a nearby table, slinging it

he clutched the steering wheel and wove in and out of traffic like a madman. Cars Blurred around him, their horns blaring in protest

Not like this! Not

ever felt before regular situation; this was Emma, his Emma, the woman who had always being was within him, even when apart. Memories of her

caving in as he gripped the steering wheel tighter, his knuckles turning white. He couldn't lose Emma, not like this. Not after all the mistakes he'd made, not when he hadn't had the chance to make things right. "Hold on, Emma," he

thick in the air. Cars screeched to stops and their drivers

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danger.

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gripped on the wheel tighter and his breath hitched. Searing hot tears streamed uncontrollably down his

up,

"Emma!" he choked, shaking.

fear she must have been consumed by, the terror in her eyes, the desperation in her voice. The thought of

as the initial shock of the explosion wears off. The cars start to move, and pedestrians slowly emerge from

none of it. His eyes remained glued to the

cars, ambulances, and fire trucks surrounded the building as he approached. Crowds of onlookers had gathered; their faces filled with disbelief and horror. Smoke billowed from the