Kneeling on the ground, chained and desperate, Katie knew that being with Mitchel, despite his disdain for her and his limited time, was far safer than remaining here. Now, with the knowledge that Raegan was pregnant, Mitchel Likely desired to see Raegan and wouldn't harm another soul. If only he would take her to the police, she believed she could somehow secure her freedom. As long as she wasn't delivered into Lorenzo's hands, she was prepared to do anything.

Katie wept loudly, no longer caring about her appearance. "Mitchel, please, don't leave me with Lorenzo. I'm begging you..."

Watching her breakdown, Mitchel felt not a shred of sympathy. Katie's reputation for cunning was well-established. Even behind bars, she would find ways to escape and clear her name.

Letting Lorenzo handle Katie was exactly the outcome Mitchel had intended. He recoiled in disgust from the hand Katie reached out to him, saying, "Enjoy the fruits of your own actions, Katie."

At the door, he turned to look back at Katie, sincerity in his eyes.

“Honestly, I hope you outwit Lorenzo."

Surviving Lorenzo meant facing the vengeance of his entire clan, a fate few could withstand. But in Mitchel's eyes, it was the punishment Katie rightly deserved!

Once the door closed behind him, Katie's cries of despair echoed through the silence. The unknown horrors that awaited her filled her with dread. Fear coiled around her like serpents tightening on her bones. "Mitchel, I hate you. I hate you... I wish you and that woman both a miserable death..." Her venomous curse filled the room, echoing with malice.

Yet, Mitchel showed no reaction. He was determined to prevent Katie from causing any more harm. Not in this life.

Collapsed on the ground, her cries dwindling, Katie suddenly heard footsteps drawing near. Lifting her head, she saw Lorenzo's deceptively gentle and scholarly face approaching. Just as she opened her mouth to speak, a cold flash of light cut through the air.

"Slash!"

With the scissors poised over the detonator wire, Raegan didn't hesitate to cut the yellow wire.

"Snip." The sound echoed sharply, and she instinctively closed her eyes, her heart pounding.

The fear was real, but, fortunately, there was no explosion. She had succeeded!

Raegan felt a surge of relief and nearly cheered, but the situation demanded focus, not celebration.

She quickly gathered her toolkit, slung it over her shoulder, and hurried to the next explosive location.

Having Learned from her first attempt, Raegan approached the second device with more confidence. She grabbed the scissors and cut the wire without second-guessing.

Instead of a “snip", a loud "pop" sounded.

"Clack!" The scissors in her grip clattered to the ground. Raegan instinctively crouched and covered her head, bracing for an explosion.

However, the catastrophic blast she anticipated didn't occur.