Freya’s shout had an immediate effect, and the people surrounding Radley swiftly stepped forward to block and protect him.

She felt a wave of relief wash over her as she witnessed this. She took a deep breath, her mind filled with images of Jolly falling from the skylight lid moments ago.

He fell from a three-story height.

Jolly.

Freya couldn’t bear to think any further. All she wanted was to navigate swiftly through this long corridor and find her son.

As she hurried past, she noticed the tall building across from her.

The archer must be positioned higher than her current location. From their vantage point, the floor-to- ceiling windows were not low enough for her to climb up from below.

Freya’s gaze shifted to the ceiling. While the windows were within reach, the ceiling was considerably high.

There was a large chandelier every few

steps.

retrieved a crossbow and

against the wall and

corner provided ample cover, ensuring

couldn’t bear a person’s weight.

moved swiftly, making her way across

as she was about to reach the end, her phone lit

I’ve already planted a

a bomb,

crossed the corridor

the stairs to the first floor, searching for

a familiar voice

walking toward her

get in?!” Freya was

away. The people outside have discovered bombs

went cold, but then she shook her head. “I’m not leaving. My son is here.

held onto Freya. “You go first.

She struggled, attempting to break free from his grip

deceiving her, but she didn’t expect

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