Chapter 788
Chapter 788:
“We have movement on the tracker,” Victoria said over the comms. “Ethan stopped. He’s at the abandoned hangar next door p>
“He’s flying out,” Alistair said. “If he leaves with the data, we lose the lens p>
“Let’s go,” I said.
We raced to the hangar in the SUV. Liam drove. Alistair sat shotgun. I was in the back with Victoria and Richard.
It was a strange, tense alliance—the ex-husband and the new husband, united by a conspiracy.
We crashed through the chain-link fence of the airfield.
A small Cessna was revving its engines on the runway. Ethan was running toward it, clutching a laptop.
A mercenary stood by the plane door, waving him over.
“Cut them off!” Alistair yelled.
Liam swerved the SUV toward the nose of the plane, trying to box it in.
Screeching tires. Dust.
The SUV clipped the front landing gear, sending sparks flying. The plane lurched violently, its propeller slashing the air inches from our windshield.
“He’s not stopping!” Liam yelled, fighting the wheel as the SUV spun out.
We piled out, guns drawn.
“It’s over, Ethan!” Alistair shouted.
Ethan looked at us. He smiled. He held up a detonator.
“Is it p>
He pressed the button.
A ring of fire erupted around the plane—a pre-set trap.
“Back!” Liam tackled me to the ground as the heat wave hit us.
Through the flames, I saw Ethan grab the bag from the mercenary. Then he shoved him.
𝘖𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭 𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘦.𝘤𝘰𝘮
The mercenary fell onto the tarmac.
Ethan jumped into the plane. The pilot gunned the engine. The damaged plane wobbled, scraping its belly against the tarmac before miraculously gaining lift, banking sharply away from the fire.
“He has the data!” I screamed.
“But we have the ring,” Liam said, coughing in the smoke.
Suddenly, Victoria screamed. “Richard! Where is Richard p>
We spun around. The back door of the SUV was open. My father was gone.
“He was right behind me,” Victoria gasped, her face pale. “In the confusion… someone must have grabbed him p>
I looked toward the retreating plane. A side door on the fuselage was closing. I saw a glimpse of a struggle inside.
“He took him,” I whispered, horror washing over me. “Ethan took my father p>
And we had the mercenary.
He was crawling away from the fire, coughing. Alistair walked over to him.
He looked up, his face streaked with soot.
“He left me,” he whispered. “He promised to take me p>
“Villains don’t share escape pods,” Alistair said coldly. “Where is he going p>
“The satellite station,” the mercenary gasped. “He knows… he knows the code needs the dish. And he took the old man… he said he needed leverage if the key wasn’t in the bag p>
“He has the lens,” I said, standing up, my knuckles white as I clenched the ring. “But he doesn’t have the light p>
I held up the diamond ring.
“He can’t read the map without this,” Liam confirmed. “He’s flying blind p>
“Then we beat him there,” Alistair said. “To the station p>
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