You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1787: Finally Caught You

“It must be Anderson. He's controlling the smart devices in the house and seeking help from the outside," Luther said, his expression growing more nervous. He was almost restless, wishing he could abandon the car and fly over.

"Mr. Warner, something's not right. Look, there are flashing red lights, like fire department signals,” Darrin said. As the car sped closer to the Warner residence, the sound of the fire alarm became faintly audible. Luther quickly rolled down the car window, and sure enough, the sharp siren grew clearer.

"Anderson must have triggered the fire alarm system. The fire department is coming. Hopefully, they can buy us some more time," he impatiently tapped the edge of the car window. He couldn't wait for even a second.

"We're almost there! Please hold on!" Darrin reassured, though he himself was quite anxious.

He felt responsible for this. Initially, the marshal wanted him to stay at the house, but he insisted on accompanying the marshal, turning the Warner family into an unmanned place. It was his recklessness that created an opening, giving the enemy an opportunity.

If something happened to Anderson, he would be held accountable. As Darrin raced back to the Warner family, the scene before them made their hearts skip a beat.

The long avenue was blocked by numerous black SUVs, clearly belonging to OGW. The fire truck couldn't enter; it could only stop outside the iron gate.

The doors of the fire truck were all open, indicating that the firefighters had already entered.

Luther's car couldn't enter either.

They had to leave the car outside. Luther, Darrin, and three other special forces soldiers ran toward the direction of the Warner residence.

While running, Darrin asked, "Mr. Warner, we are outnumbered. We don't know how many people they have. It's too dangerous to rush in like this. Shouldn't I go and assess the situation first?"

Luther vetoed, "No, I must personally rescue Anderson.”

He took out his handgun from his waist and remained on high alert. "Okay, Mr. Warner, be extra careful," Darrin nodded at the other three special forces soldiers.

They all took out their advanced Glock pistols, equipped with high- capacity magazines capable of holding 17 rounds. These three soldiers were the elite of the elites selected by Darrin. Compared to OGW, they had no problem facing ten opponents at once. Plus, Darrin himself had extensive combat experience.

as they were about to reach the front entrance of the main house, there were sudden loud bangs from inside. In the dark night, the abrupt sound had absolute penetrating power,

house seemed

Luther's heart sank completely.

explosive device,” he recognized it immediately

explosive device had tremendous power. Although it didn't harm the surroundings, the damage it caused to the targeted area was terrifying. What were they doing

the ground. He couldn't tell whether Mr. Arnold was still alive,

firefighters were strewn about, most of them subdued, groaning on

floor, and sprinklers on the ceiling were

scene was a mess and unbearable to look

special forces soldiers remained on high alert as they approached step by

figures in the living room began to attack

Bullets flew mercilessly.

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seized the opportunity and eliminated several

tea room. The living room was in disarray, with debris and broken glass scattered everywhere from the explosions. At

It was the bathroom.

explosion-proof and earthquake-resistant safe room of

already blasted beyond recognition. There were several large holes in the ceiling, with

a distance, they couldn't see if the

Anderson must have hidden in the bathroom. Anderson had indeed taken control of the entire house's fire alarm system and lighting system, flashing signals

Anderson was truly remarkable.

whistling sound came from outside, indicating that the mercenaries Luther had dispatched

sigh of relief; at least

away from the Warner residence yet. Otherwise, the enemy