Chapter 7 - The Race Against Time
Caitlyn felt the entire world spin violently around her.
The thought of Noah trapped in a burning building made her physically sick.
Damian did not waste a single second listening to the traitor's taunts.
He grabbed Caitlyn's hand and pulled her toward the nearest armored SUV.
"Drive," Damian barked at Vincent as they piled into the heavy vehicle.
Vincent jumped into the driver's seat and slammed his foot onto the gas pedal.
The massive engine roared to life, echoing loudly in the underground space.
The SUV tore out of the garage and onto the dark, rain-slicked highway.
Damian sat in the back seat with Caitlyn, pulling a tactical medical kit from a compartment.
He ripped open a bandage with his teeth and wrapped it tightly around his bleeding arm.
Caitlyn watched his stoic face, completely amazed by his unyielding composure.
She reached out and helped him pull the bandage tight.
Her small, soft fingers brushed against his warm skin.
Damian looked at her, his dark eyes filled with a fierce, burning promise.
"I will not let anything happen to him," Damian vowed quietly.
Caitlyn nodded, holding back her fresh tears with sheer willpower.
The armored vehicle sped dangerously through the empty Pennsylvania roads.
Vincent swerved around sharp corners, pushing the heavy car to its absolute limits.
The rain lashed violently against the bulletproof glass of the windows.
Every passing minute felt like a horrifying eternity to Caitlyn.
She prayed silently for a miracle she was not sure she deserved.
Finally, the distinct smell of heavy smoke filtered through the air vents.
They crested a small hill overlooking the old industrial shipping docks.
Caitlyn pressed her face against the cold glass of the window.
Her worst nightmares were playing out right in front of her eyes.
The massive wooden warehouse at Pier Forty-Two was completely engulfed in roaring flames.
Bright orange fire licked furiously at the dark, stormy sky.
Several black vehicles were parked strategically in a perimeter around the burning structure.
Armed men from the Chicago crew were standing outside, watching the building burn.
Vincent slammed on the brakes, stopping their SUV violently in the gravel lot.
Damian grabbed an assault rifle from a hidden compartment under the seat.
He looked at Caitlyn with a deadly serious expression.
"Do not open this door for anyone but me," Damian ordered strictly.
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He kicked the door open and stepped out into the pouring rain.
Just as Damian stepped out, a massive explosion ripped through the warehouse roof.
