The avalanche had disrupted and damaged the communication system in the area, so there was no hope in calling for help.
Thankfully, the avalanche immediately made international news.
The other two employees of Tate Industries who were in the hotel received the news and started calling Layla and her assistant Emma right away.
"Ms. Tate won't pick up."
"Neither will Emma. The signal has to be out over there! What should we do? Should we order a taxi and go there?"
"The roads are probably all blocked!"
"So are we just going to stand here and wait?! If something happens to Ms. Tate, we—"
"Stop being so pessimistic! Ms. Tate didn't go alone. Eric Santos went with her, didn't he?"
"So what if he did? There's a gigantic avalanche. It's not like Eric can control it! You have probably seen too many movies and have mistaken him for some kind of hero!"
"Why are you shouting at me?! I just want Ms. Tate to be safe."
The two argued heatedly.
"We need to call Mr. Foster! Are you doing it or should I?" the manager said to the team leader.
"You are my superior, so you are doing it," the team leader said. "Mr. Foster might not answer my call."
"You are just asking me to call him because you know he's going to be livid! How convenient for you!"
"Stop complaining. If Ms. Tate dies, we will both be blamed." The team leader sighed. "I should have gone with her."
"To die? Haven't you seen the photos of the mountain right now? Even the ticket counter is covered in snow! You can't survive that!" the manager said, feeling chills run down his spine. "The news said that it's been over a decade since an avalanche of this scale occurred. Our boss is just unlucky. Had she gone a day before or after, she wouldn't have run into this!"
"That's just about as unlucky as a person can be!"
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