Cary responded, "That's not your concern. We have our own plans. Please exit safely."

Looking around the dimly lit building, Raegan realized Cary was right.

She wasn't a professional, and any reckless moves could only hinder their efforts.

She followed the order and started her evacuation from the sixth floor.

By the time she reached the first underground level, exhaustion had set in, and she sat down to rest.

She had barely rested for a minute when she heard the familiar footsteps. In a panic, she quickly concealed herself behind a Large door.

Then, she heard someone speaking into a walkie-talkie in a foreign language, roughly translating to, “Almost at the location, with the explosives..."

Raegan gasped, shocked.

As the footsteps receded, Raegan watched the man head toward level B2.

A sinking feeling overwhelmed her. She urgently called Cary, who picked up immediately. “Are you out yet?"

“No, Cary, I just saw someone heading to level B2 with explosives!"

Cary's voice hardened, “Are you certain about what you saw?"

"I'm sure of it. It looks like he's found the exit and is going down to plant the explosives!"

Instantly, Cary spoke gravely into his walkie-talkie. “Evacuate immediately."

Then, almost at the same moment, a loud explosion sounded both from the phone and outside.

Fortunately, Raegan threw herself onto the carpet just in time, which cushioned her fall and shielded her from the blast's force.

The phone hit the ground, cutting off the call.

Raegan realized the exit below must have been compromised, likely where the special forces had planned to enter and disarm the explosives.

Worried the man she spotted just now might return, she swiftly retrieved her phone and took refuge in a nearby electrical room.

Just then, the cell signal on her phone weakened significantly. There was only one bar left on her phone, and even that flickered intermittently.