Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 293

Brian shot a glance at the smoldering wreckage and sneered. They passed by Howard and his men who could do nothing but watch their men burn. Tony deliberately slowed down, allowing Howard to clearly see everyone inside Brian's car.

Outraged, Howard glowered at them in fury. The raging flames lit up the bridge and the light illuminated the tiny space inside Brian's car. He saw an unexpected man sitting next to Brian, who was craning his neck to watch the blaze under the bridge. He was so taken aback that he blurted out,"Mr. Yan?"

His surprised voice attracted the attention of the people next to him. They all looked at the car that had already passed by and then at Howard. Someone asked him in shock and doubt,"Is Mr. Yan with him?"

Howard didn't answer him. He was racking his brains, trying to make sense of what he had seen. The man sitting next to Brian was indeed Mr. Yan. But why? Why would Mr. Yan be with Mr. Brian Long?

"Howard, none of them have survived," the person who had gone down to the bridge to scout, came up and reported. Gravely, he looked down, his shoulders slumped. None of them had ever expected to lose two of their most elite men that night so easily.

It took Howard a while to take in everything that had happened so far. His eyes glinted with sadness, but in a few minutes, the sadness disappeared. It was a subordinate's duty to obey the orders of his superior, absolutely and unconditionally, no matter the cost, especially since they served in the special unit. He ordered,"Call in the local forces to assist with the cleanup."

"Roger that!"

Howard turned back one last time to take a final glance at the blazing car. He thought he was going to lose his cool, but he remained silent. He finally took control of his emotions, his hands firmly clenching into fists. He had made a mistake that night. He had underestimated this Mr. Brian Long. The man had lived up to his reputation. He knew exactly when and how he would be ambushed that night.

And he had deliberately led them to the elevated freeway and to the airport. He chose the place because there were fewer people here, much lesser at night. But what he still couldn't understand was, why was Mr. Yan in Brian's car? If the Mr. Yan he had seen in the car was just an illusion, that would be great. But if it was really him, then it would mean that Mr. Yan had called for the mission, and also got into Brian's car knowing that death was awaiting him on the other end. His intentions were very complicated.

Howard was puzzled by the whole nature of his mission. But the atmosphere in the VIP room of the Golden Bay Club in A City was much more suffocating.