Chapitre 247: A Mocking Tattoo

"Tic Toc, the clock's ticking." Chris waved the detonator in his hand.

"Why have we not detected it? We swept the whole place," Falcon said as she tried to think about another solution. They planned to capture Chris tonight but they didn't expect he was able to sneak in a bomb without getting detected—they didn't expect he was going to threaten them with a bomb at all. She could praise him if he wasn't the enemy at the moment.

"He may be bluffing." Styles quickly worked on his computer trying to figure out where he could have placed the bomb.

If Chris was lying and they let him go, they'd lose him and they wouldn't get another chance like this. But they couldn't risk it. There were hundreds of people in the building and the bomb could be anywhere.