Flames and smoke engulfed the construction site on the South Bank of the Southface river, attracting the attention of countless people.
Long before he had even arrived, Jasper could already see how the fire brightened up half the sky as smoke burst into the air. The smell of burning materials permeated the air kilometers away from the scene.
“It’s not a small fire this time, Jasper. From what the looks of it, I’d say it’s pretty severe,” Julian spoke grimly to Jasper.
Jasper took a deep breath and replied calmly, “It’s alright. It’s not a loss if it can be fixed with money.”
The large Bentley arrived outside the construction site and was held back by the caution tape the firefighters had put up.
Jasper did not explain himself to the firefighters as he got out of the car and walked toward the site.
Jasper and Julian were currently around 700 to 800 meters away from the site, but despite the distance, Jasper could still feel the burning heat from the scene. That spoke levels about how severe this fire was and that it was rapidly spreading.
“Mister… Mr. Laine!”
Having arrived before them, Sean ran over with a pant. Sean’s meticulous suit was now in an embarrassing state with traces of soot all over. The man was drenched in sweat, and it was a sorry sight.
“How’s the situation?” Jasper walked toward the site with Sean following beside him.
While panting, Sean replied, “The fire hasn’t been put out yet, but the firefighters told me that from what they can see, the fire started in two different places. The workers’ rest and living quarters, and the warehouse for all the building materials.
“Both fires started almost at the same time, so that explains why the fire is so unrelenting. The firefighters suspect arson, but there’s no concrete evidence.”
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