Chương 391: Chapter 391

The people and cars thinned as they neared their destination. "Almost there," Jorick whispered, and led them up an alley, their backs against a building. It should have been a busy area, but the buildings around it stood dark and empty. Some showed stress damage; cracks and chips, broken windows, and flashes of soot. Katelina imagined that they'd been evacuated and forced to remain closed after the attack.

Jorick came to a stop and Katelina peered around him to see the Birlik, or what was left of it. A single, tiled wall and half of a tower stood. The rest was an elegant pile of rubble dusted with snow and lit with the flashing lights of a police barricade.

Her voice caught as she whispered, "My god, how did Cyprus do that?"

"They probably used explosives," Jorick said.

Micah grumbled from the back of the group, "I can't see shit. What's going on?"