章 1861: Grief (1)

~ the main base of the Voronin family ~

The street where the warehouse exploded was in chaos.

People were running around and shouting, some were pouring water on nearby buildings to prevent them from catching fire… Dead, injured, and limbs were littered on the street and it looked like a scene from an apocalypse.

To make everything worse, their electronic devices (cell phones included) didn't work, and computers and every other electronic device were useless. It's like their own signal jammers turned against them, but more powerful than before.

People who were not in visual range of this mayhem had no idea about the calamity that struck the base.

In all that mess, Maksim was on his knees, staring incredulously at Vasily's lifeless body.

Maksim choked on air and he could still hear Vasily's words: "People do all kinds of things for family... My life is not thrown when it's exchanged for someone I care about."