The familiar melody of her ringtone danced through the air.
M gradually calmed her emotions as she lifted her head from her knees. She wiped away the tears
from her eyes and retrieved the phone from her pocket.
It was a call from Phoebe.
M took a deep breath, adjusting her emotions once more before answering the phone.
“Phoebe,” M spoke softly.
Phoebe’s voice trembled with nervousness. “M, where are you?”
Pushing herself up from the floor, M brushed off the dust from her pants. “I’m at Sudvi.”
“Please,e quickly. I’ll send you the address,” Phoebe urged urgently, a hint of panic
seeping into her tone.
Sensing Phoebe’s unusual anxiety, M hurriedly left Sudvi, questioning as she ran, What’s wrong?
What happened?”
“We’ve found your grandmother,” Phoebe replied.
M’s heart skipped a beat, her pace quickening even more. “Where is she? Send me the address.”
“Alright, but brace yourself,” Phoebe cautioned.
At that moment, M’s mind went nk, a wave of apprehension washing over her. Hailing a taxi, she
followed Phoebe’s directions to a secluded area on the outskirts, finally stopping at an unfinished
building site.
As she arrived, the sight of several police cars and the police tape cordoning off the area made her
uneasiness deepen. Two officers stood guard outside the perimeter.
“M!” Phoebe called out upon spotting her. She rushed over with a solemn expression and grasped
M’s hand tightly.
M’s hand was cold, her body trembling slightly. “Where’s she?” she asked, her voice quivering with
anxiety.
Phoebe pointed upward to the sky.
M looked up. Her heart seemed to stop instantly at the sight, overwhelmed by a surge of fear.
Tears clouded her vision as she beheld Loretta suspended in mid–air. Her heart felt as if it were being
torn apart by a sharp de, the agony threatening to engulf her sanity. Loretta was bound by ropes,
with a package resembling explosives strapped to her body, dangling in the air. Hoisting Loretta up was
a massive crane.
M rushed toward the police officers, her fingers tightening around theirs, her heart pulsating with
urgency. “Why aren’t you rescuing my grandmother? Why not set her free?“.
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‘Are you her granddaughter?” the officer inquired.
M nodded tearfully, her worried gaze darting back to Loretta. Panic consumed her.
The officer borated, “Your grandmother is rigged with explosives which were controlled remotely.
The crane’s control room is also rigged with a remote–controlled bomb.
“Our bomb disposal experts were injured by hidden explosives before they could approach.
Fortunately, their protective gear saved them from harm.”
“Are there bombs surrounding the crane as well?” M’s breaths became shallow, her fists. clenched
tightly and herplexion drained of color.
The officer nodded and pointed to the several police officers and bomb disposal experts nearby.
“They’re strategizing on how to execute the rescue.”
M gestured toward another crane. “Could you use that crane to transport the bomb disposal experts
up there to save my grandmother?”
The officer sighed. “It’s not that we don’t want to. The issue is the bombs on your grandmother are
remotely controlled. If our experts approach, there’s a risk of them being blown up too.”
Understanding their dilemma, M wasted no time. She swiftly lifted the police cordon and advanced,
“You can’t go in there!” the officer shouted. He wanted to follow but hesitated with fear of the
explosives.
Phoebe, in a panic, grabbed the police cordon and cried, “M, what are you doing? Come back,
pleasee back!”
M approached the crane but was soon halted by a police officer in bomb disposal gear. you seeking
death? Step back beyond the police cordon,” hemanded.
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M gripped his hand, her expression resolute. “Tell me, how do we defuse the bomb? Let me go up
there. Please!”