The duke strode across and asked coldly, “What happened?” Cringing, Gerald cried in disbelief, “My carefully designed firewall and programming codes were cracked…” “Get to the point,” the Duke demanded. “I don’t care about the process, I just want to know the results.” Gerald stammered, “Re… Results? They will be able to track us within two… two minutes.” The Duke was perturbed by his statement. He knew that Vinson had many talents around him, officially and in secret. He even had Carter, who was an adept at everything related to technology.
Hence, he picked Southall Group as the location to launch his attack. He terminated all of their communication signals to cut off any contact between Vinson and Carter. There shouldn’t be an issue since Carter isn’t in the big picture. What went wrong? Does Vinson have other professionals around him whom I don’t know? Gerald explained, “Duke, we have a decision to make. Their intention is obvious, they want to take control of the systems. If we grant them access, they won’t have the time to track our location. If we don’t, they’ll be able to locate us in no time.
Consequently, we won’t be able to stay in the dark anymore. Once we’re exposed, it’s harder for us to fight them…” The duke fell silent. Once we give them full control, this plan will be ruined. Should I make this easy for Vinson? He was very reluctant. To him, the current plan was the most ideal one as it took place at the right place and the best time when Vinson was fully unaware of the trap ahead of him. He wondered if he could score another opportunity in the future to deceive Vinson and pin him down. Clenching his fists in anger, his bulging veins shown. Clicking on the keyboard, Gerald urged, “Duke, you’ve got to make a call now. They’re getting insanely fast. I can’t even rebuild the firewall quickly enough to stop them from getting through.
Oh no, I can’t hold it any longer. They are going to nail us in no time!” “Duke!” Frantically, Gerald stood up and yelled in a high-pitched voice. Gritting his teeth, the Duke uttered, “Give it to them.” Relieved, Gerald pressed the key… Across the coast, the third explosion just happened at Southall Group. Bomb!
A loud crash sounded from upstairs. Thankfully, it occurred far away from the first floor. Thus, it did not impact the security room directly. However, the ceiling which was already crumbling shook vigorously due to the tremor. Losing its pivot, it was collapsing gradually. “It’s too late!”
Vinson grabbed Arielle’s hand and shouted, “Let’s go now, it’s going to fall in ten seconds!” Motionless, Arielle stared at the screen. “I’m almost there. Soon, I’ll succeed.” “Forget it! Leave now!” Right then, a large concrete steel fell off the ceiling from the opposite corner across the room. Comically enough, the windows stood rooted on its fixtures, as stable as rock, without a single crack. Arielle pushed him away and yelled, “You go first, let me try once more!” She wanted to take a risk without dragging him down with her.
