Chapter 145
Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 145 Risking It All The duke strode across and asked coldly, âWhat happened?â
Cringing, Gerald cried in disbelief, âMy carefully designed firewall and programming codes were crackedâ¦â
âGet to the point,â the Duke demanded. âI donât care about the process, I just want to know the results.â
Gerald stammered, âRe⦠Results? They will be able to track us within two⦠two minutes.â
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 shouldnât be an issue since Carter isnât in the big picture. What went wrong? Does Vinson have other professionals around him whom I donât know?
Gerald explained, âDuke, we have a decision to make. Their intention is obvious, they want to take control of the systems. If we grant them access, they wonât have the time to track our location. If we donât, theyâll be able to locate us in no time. Consequently, we wonât be able to stay in the dark anymore. Once weâre exposed, itâs harder for us to fight themâ¦â
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, âDuke, youâve got to make a call now. Theyâre getting insanely fast. I canât even rebuild the firewall quickly enough to stop them from getting through. Oh no, I canât hold it any longer. They are going to nail us in no time!â
âDuke!â Frantically, Gerald stood up and yelled in a high-pitched voice.
Gritting his teeth, the Duke uttered, âGive it to them.â
Relieved, Gerald pressed the keyâ¦
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.
âItâs too late!â Vinson grabbed Arielleâs hand and shouted, âLetâs go now, itâs going to fall in ten seconds!â
Motionless, Arielle stared at the screen. âIâm almost there. Soon, Iâll succeed.â
âForget it! Leave now!â
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, âYou go first, let me try once more!â
She wanted to take a risk without dragging him down with her.