Bert held the walkie-talkie in his hand, and his palms were covered with a layer of cold sweat. He didn't know what was happening on the other end of the intercom. All he could hear was the sudden disappearance of sound and only the rustling footsteps.
Half a minute passed, and the people accompanying him in the car looked at each other in silence, but no one dared to speak a word.
As time passed, Bert had never sweated so much before. He was drenched as if he had been pulled out of water. His throat felt like it was being tightly clenched, and he struggled to breathe, feeling suffocated and uncomfortable.
He wanted to ask what was wrong but couldn't say it at all.
A bad feeling rose from the bottom of his heart. He didn't even have the courage to ask.
After a long time, the captain's voice finally came from the other end of the line again. It was hoarse, anxious, and more of a kind of frustration.
"Owen and Alivia fell off the cliff. Ask the rescue team to come up immediately! Search at the foot of the mountain!"
His words seemed to have nailed Bert to the spot. All the muscles in his body seemed to have collapsed in an instant. His hands were weak, and he couldn't even hold the walkie-talkie, and it fell directly on the seat.
A buzzing sound filled his head, and he couldn't hear anything. Everything before his eyes turned pale. He couldn't believe what he had heard. The worrying situation that had been on his mind for the past two days had happened—the result he dared not even imagine had become a reality right in front of him.
What kind of feeling was that?
Bert couldn't describe it. He only felt that his blood was surging, and his throat was filled with blood. For the first time in more than 30 years, he was stunned and didn't know what to do at all.
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