Chapter 244 An Explosion
In the quietude of his villa within Capital City, Miles discerned the distant echoes that stirred the tranquil air. He paused, contemplative, before venturing to inquire, “What manner of sound was that, moments past?”
It resonated akin to an explosion, not distant from muse! In his sanctum, Miles heard, too, two subdued reverberations.
“Let us set that matter aside for now; I shall terminate our discourse,” Kate swiftly interjected, abruptly concluding their conversation.
The counsel offered by Miles regarding HN Studio found no purchase in Kate’s mind, wholly eclipsed by a singular fixation–news of an explosion at Davison Group.
What of Eric? Was he unscathed, unharmed? No, she resolved, she must proceed to Davison Group forthwith; only upon sighting Eric safe and sound could she find solace.
Kate’s countenance pallid, she clutched her device and descended the stairs in haste. The denizens of HN Studio, too, were unsettled by the antecedent blasts, observing Ms. Lowe’s pallor as she hurried downwards, her assistant quick to offer support.
“Oh, my God, Ms. Lowe, what happened…‘
Before the query reached full utterance, Kate instinctively sought to withdraw, but as her hand rose, the device summoned her attention.
It was Eric, reaching out via video link.
Kate’s heart leapt to her throat as she swiftly authorised the connection. What greeted her gaze was Eric, besuited.
“Ric…”
Kate’s voice trembled.
Witnessing her pallor and trepidation, Eric’s heart constricted. Softly, he reassured her, “Don’t worry,
Kate. Look, I am OK.
He widened the viewport to reveal himself within his office, untouched by the calamity, unblemished. Kate’s racing heart gradually steadied; her eyes now suffused with tears. “As long as you are unharmed…
Eric regarded Kate with tender concern, gently coaxing, “Remain at HN Studio, my dear? I will tend to this matter and meet you at the end of the day.”
Pausing, he added, “Don;t worry; I won’t cause unnecessary problem.”
“Very well,” Kate softly assented, her gaze no longer insistent upon departure yet still moist with
emotion.
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Group, her presence might only exacerbate matters. It was prudent, therefore, for her to remain ensconced within her office.
Having concluded their exchange, Kate gripped her device and ascended the stairs: Observing her improved demeanour, the assistant and the studio’s denizens breathed easier, though their gaze occasionally flickered anxiously towards Davison Group, harbouring unvoiced apprehensions.
that had precipitated the explosion there?
Meanwhile, amidst the confines of Davison Group
Eric stood, countenance stoic. Lucas had swiftly descended to investigate, the security retinue hastening to the afflicted floors. Fire brigades and emergency services were en route.
The detonation had transpired within two contiguous chambers upon the seventeenth level.
Emerging from the lift, Eric beheld Lucas marshalling the disoriented employees of that floor, their visages pallid with shock as they beheld the conflagrated chambers. Some had already taken up extinguishers in a bid to quell the burgeoning flames
What happened?” Eric’s query was curt, his gaze unyielding upon Lucas.
Straightening promptly. Lucas replied, “Mr. Eric, it appears a transformer malfunctioned, instigating the explosion. The rooms harboured sundry documents and inflammable materials, hastening the fire’s spread. Mercifully, none were within when it occurred, and we have temporarily stemmed its advance…”
Yet as Lucas spoke, another resounding blast rent the air!
Boom!
A searing torrent of flames surged forth from the conflagrant chambers, hurling back those valiant souls striving to extinguish them. Some stumbled and fell, their garments ignited, their anguished cries mingling with the crackle of flames.
In an instant, Eric’s gaze turned glacial, a mask of unyielding resolve settling upon his countenance.