"Don't talk like that, Barlow. You will be okay. Help will arrive soon."

Barlow answered between labored huffs of breath, "I haven't finished my mission yet. Keep my identity a secret. My superior will send someone to take over my work."

Rosalynn sobbed, “Okay. I swear I won't say anything.”

Barlow coughed another mouthful of blood, his nostrils flooding with the taste of iron.

"Don't tell Brian. I want to see him mad with jealousy. He acted hastily and hit me without understanding the situation, and that annoying mother of his almost hurt Karina. I have to get even somehow."

Karina's tears fell without stopping.

“Okay. I'll do everything you say. But you have to hold on, Barlow.”

Barlow hacked a few harsh coughs, his eyes turning slightly hazy.

"Even I want that. Karina I want to embrace her just once more.

But I really can't anymore..."

His hands slid down slowly.

In this dark and desolate place, even the air turned mournful.

Rosalynn desperately patted the unconscious man and screamed, "No!

Barlow! Wake up! You're a man, aren't you? You can't give up here.

Karina is waiting for you. You have to go and see her!"

No other sound came from the darkness but the echoes of her own cries.

In the abandoned warehouse by the sea, the floor was shaking.

Kennedi's two bodyguards rushed in.

“It seems that an earthquake is about to happen. Please leave the premises for your own safety.”

The alert caught Kennedi off guard. Her hand was still resting on the bombs tied around Karina's waist.