Chapter Thirty-five

The stretchers were being moved along with the casualties, groans of pain echoing through the villa.

Natalie held her hand to her chest. When her phone managed to turn on, she received a notification that said the meeting scheduled for eight o'clock pm had been cancelled due to a security threat.

"What happened back there?" Mrs Debbie asked curiously as she glanced through the screen.

"There is a blast and everywhere reads that it's the villa Natalie went to instead of the father," Ric said with concern.

"Her number is not pushing through either," Francis said chewing down on his finger, he used to do this whenever he was nervous and figured out there is a serious situation.

"Does that mean Natalie could be dead?" Wayne's voice cuts in, her nails tapping on the staircase rim with her face indifferent.

"Don't be so stupid who is talking about death here? She can't be dead!" Mrs Debbie yelled shunning Wayne.

Wayne rolled her eyes. "It's just a simple meeting and nothing dire and if ever