Chapter 72
‘She isn’t here?‘
Dominick was anxious. He reached out and violently tore a large gap in the rusted wire fence in front of him, leaping into the factory.
The abandoned chemical plant lay on Havencrest’s northern edge, bordered by dense woods to the east and a wide, dark river to the west
It was near 11 p.m., the night moonless, starless. The only light came from the full moon, and the river air chilled the night to the bone.
The abandoned factory covered about 10 thousand square feet, with a large workshop containing heavy, abandoned machinery, three large warehouses, two quality inspection rooms, and an office. The walls and windows were filthy and in ruins.
Jessica and the five thugs were in the large workshop, but Dominick couldn’t find Stephanie.
He suppressed his impatience and softened his footsteps as he walked through the dimly lit factory, searching each room….
Suddenly, a smell of blood hit his nose. Dominick paused, and his heart skipped a beat as he looked toward a small room on his right.
Clutching the gun in his hand, he pressed his body against the wall and moved swiftly toward the door. The aged mahogany door in front of him was unlocked. He gently pushed it open, peering inside sharply.
The weak moonlight filtering through the window allowed him to glimpse something inside….
The next second, his eyes widened in shock. He couldn’t hold back anymore and burst inside.
The office was a wreck, with papers strewn everywhere and a long wooden desk smeared with blood. The dark red blood trailed down the
desk leg, dripping to the floor and mixing with the grime. It was sickening.
Dominick’s face was grim. He pressed his lips, raised his gun, and called out softly. “Ste…”
But then, he paused, his gaze fixing on something unusual.
He couldn’t fire recklessly, not until he had found Stephanie. Alerting those inside without knowing her location would be very risky.
She had to be safe first
Suddenly, Dominick heard a faint sound of painful gasps emanating from the room, barely audible.
He walked cautiously to the back of the desk, surprised to find Isaac slumped unconscious. His eyes narrowed as if wondering something.
Isaac was the mastermind behind this, but now, he had passed out there.
The sharp tang of blood filled the air. Dominick’s agitation flared as he yanked Isaac up.
“Where is she?” Dominick wished he could just shoot him.
Isaac, jerked up harshly, was dazed and pale, gasping for air. His eyes opened to see Dominick’s grim face, his expression twisting, but he was too weak to struggle.
Dominick slammed Isaac’s face onto the desk and pressed down hard on the wound at the back of his head. His patience had worn thin.
“Stephanie! Where is she!”
As Dominick pressed on the wound, Isaac gasped in pain, trembling “L. I don’t know.__”
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“Mr. Wellington, Ms. Carter’s by the workshop…” A bodyguard, part of their undercover team, spotted Dominick and rushed over, speaking
urgently.
“Mr. Wellington, we got to go, now! This abandoned factory is packed with…”
“I’ve got a gift for you, Dominick!” Before the bodyguard could finish, Isaac burst into a manic laughter.
Blood stained his teeth as he roared, “You killed my father, and I’ll make you pay! You have more power than I can deal with, but today, we
will die together!”
Dominick was shocked upon hearing this.
With his last ounce of strength, Isaac pulled a remote from his pocket, its red light blinking continuously as he slammed his thumb onto the button.
Dominick’s expression turned icy as he reached out his hand, trying to snatch the remote from him, while the bodyguard also rushed forward to help subdue him.
The remote m
tumbled
It was still too late.
Isaac’s fingers. His foot slammed down, and a warehouse to the north exploded in a loud roar.
Chain explosions ripped through the sky, shaking houses to their foundations.
Soon, thick smoke billowed into the sky, and the flames erupted like wild beasts, their tongues of fire dancing against the darkness.
“Mr. Wellington, we have to leave, now! The whole place is going down!” a bodyguard shouted anxiously to Dominick.
Two more bodyguards approached. “Mr. Wellington, the criminals are under control, and Ms. Carter is safe. We need to go, now!”
veryone panicked as they watched the fire on the east side raged out of control.
Meanwhile, Vincent and his team, who had been positioned outside the chemical plant and waiting for their moment, stared at each other in horror at the sudden explosion and fire.
With no time to lose, they quickly shot at the large iron lock in front of them. Then, the police rushed past them to enter that building and
conduct a rescue.
The abandoned plant was now a blazing inferno.
The discarded materials ignited in an instant, exploding with loud bangs, sending shockwaves of fear through anyone nearby.
Flames roared, devouring the crumbling walls. Each hiss echoed like a death knell.
Vincent’s eyes widened in horror as he watched the main support pillar slowly tilt. He yelled in panic, “Dominick, get out! The building is going down!
“Grab that table!” Dominick barked. “Shield against the fire! Head for the exit!”
“No way! The fire is too strong at the front door! We can’t hold it!”
At that critical moment, panic surged and chaos erupted all around.
The fire roared, scorching their skin. Blinding light seared their eyes
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“Out the back door, now! Hurry!” someone screamed in terror.
“Mr. Wellington, there’s no time!”
The two bodyguards ahead saw Dominick’s furrowed brows and his hesitation in the room. In urgency, they grabbed his arm and dragged him towards the exit.
“What do
They were trapped in the midst of the blazing inferno with no way out.
Silence hung heavy in the air, eerily profound.
Scattered flames still burned, and they could barely see in the pitch–dark night.
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