Was there an explosion?
Felicia and Imogen exchanged a glance, both still reeling from the thunderous sound of the blast. Before they could gather their thoughts, another deafening explosion erupted from the same direction.
A larger, clearer mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and even the ground beneath them trembled from the impact.
The driver, clearly shaken, slammed on the brakes, bringing the car to an abrupt halt. He didn't dare drive any further.
"What's going on? Where's the explosion coming from?" Imogen asked in alarm, gripping the back of the seat in front of her. Her mind raced, struggling to make sense of the situation.
Felicia didn't need to think twice to figure out that this was Stephan's doing.
The intensity of the bombing, the precision, and the sheer force of it all—along with how it was all aimed at the location where Johanna's signal had last been tracked—made it clear to her. If Johanna had been there, she likely had no chance of escape.
Felicia reached for her phone, intending to call Stephan, but before she could dial, a convoy of cars approached from behind. A quick glance at the license plates confirmed they all belonged to the Russell family.
She tucked her phone away.
One of the vehicles stopped beside her, and as the window rolled down, she spotted two guards and Stanley inside.
"Mr. Russell is in the helicopter. No need to worry, ma'am," Stanley answered promptly.
As if on cue, the faint hum of helicopter blades overhead became audible. Looking up, Felicia saw the helicopter heading toward Mount Farstone.
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