Chapter 314

In minutes, Elena had been tucked into the back seat of Boris’s car, then driven off to the hospital. It had taken Milo pinning him down to stop him from following the car to God knows where.

She needed him right now, to be there holding her hand, so when she opened her eyes, the first thing she’d see would be him, so she’d know he wasn’t dead.

But Milo was right. Him dashing out there in his bloody, hysterical state would cause more harm than good.

With Milo trailing behind, he walked back into the room where she’d been ready to die because she thought he was dead. He should’ve been with her, should’ve never left her side.

At the center of the room, Zayne opened the briefcase, pulled out a sledgehammer, shut the case, and tossed it to Milo, who caught it mid-air.

“Set it for detonation in twenty minutes,” Zayne ordered. “Cleaning your prints is impossible. Best we blow this place up.” His lips curled. “Who doesn’t love a big bonfire?”

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