Chapter 21
Focus! Bradley muttered, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
Isabella gritted her teeth, her eyes burning with fierce fire.
She no longer looked at him, but instead focused all her attention on the enemies in front of her.
The action was as fast as lightning, precise and deadly.
Every strike utilized all the skills she had learned in “Purgatory“. No longer the Isabella who was humble for love, she was now the calm and sharp edge of Interpol.
“The target fled towards Zone B!”
“Surround him!”
Under her command, the team members cooperated seamlessly, gradually squeezing the remaining terrorists into a small encirclement.
The last defiant terrorist’s eyes flashed with madness, and he suddenly pulled something out of his arms!
“Be careful!”
Isabella’s pupils constricted suddenly, without thinking too much, she lunged forward. With a standard grappling move, she pinned the opponent firmly to the ground, twisted his arm back, and snatched the device that was about to explode from his hand.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
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Everything settled.
Isabella followed the terrorist, breathing heavily.
The detectives quickly closed in around.
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She looked up, her gaze scanning through the crowd and landing on Bradley, who was leaning against a container not far away, his face pale.
His left arm was covered in blood, and the look in her eyes was one of undeniable relief.
London Heathrow Airport, VIP channel.
James strode out of the corridor with long legs, and his assistant Gerardo Garrett hurried over, his face showing a hint of anxiety.
“Mr. Keane.”
Gerardo handed over the tablet in his hand, with a moving red dot on the
screen.
“Ms. Coffey’s position has been constantly moving, and based on trajectory analysis, she should have been carrying out a task.”
He paused and added, “However, I found out her address in London.”
James’s thin lips under the sunglasses tightened into a straight line, his voice devoid of any warmth: “Let’s go now.”
“Yes.”
Gerardo had just agreed when the interface of the tablet suddenly flickered.
The glaring red candlestick chart filled the entire screen.
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His face suddenly changed: “Mr. Keane, something happened!”
The Keane Group’s stock price plummeted off a cliff!
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James paused, turned his head to the side, and his gaze shot towards the screen like ice daggers.
“The reason, he only uttered two words.”
Gerardo’s forehead was covered in cold sweat as he quickly dialed the number for Group Headquarters and put the call on speakerphone.
On the other end of the phone, there was the panicked voice of the Chief Technology Officer: “Mr. Keane! We… we have been hit by a fierce attack from unknown hackers… The firewall has completely collapsed, and a large amount of commercial secrets… have been leaked!”
Gerardo’s hands were shaking slightly. “Mr. Keane, are we going back to our country right away?”
James fell silent for a few seconds, his gaze shifting away from the tablet to the gloomy London sky outside the window.
“You go back first and handle it, report to me online at any time.”
Gerardo was taken aback, almost unable to believe his ears: “Mr. Keane?” “You’re not going back?”
He knew that James wanted to stay here to find Isabella, but the current situation…
“Mr. Keane, if this is not handled properly, the Keane Group could be facing bankruptcy!”
Gerardo’s voice trembled with every word.
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James didn’t speak, his eyes were dark and unclear.
After a while, he just waved his hand.
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The assistant could only nod heavily and then quickly turned around and walked away.
The night in London was bone–chillingly cold.
James stood alone outside the somewhat run–down apartment building belonging to Isabella.
He was wearing only a thin shirt and trousers.
He clearly underestimated the power of late autumn in London, as the cold wind cut across his face like a knife.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the sky had completely darkened.
He stood there like a sculpture that had lost its warmth, stubbornly waiting.
As midnight approached, a familiar figure finally appeared on the street
corner.
Isabella looked a bit tired, but her steps were still firm.
The combat jacket was casually draped over the arm, revealing a simple T–shirt underneath.
In her hand, she was carrying a shopping bag with the logo of a men’s high–end brand from Savile Row.
James’s pupils suddenly contracted, the blood vessels in his eyes instantly filled up, as if they had been burned by that dazzling shopping bag.
He walked out from the shadows with a hoarse voice, carrying a suppressed anger to the extreme.
“Isabella, you really gave me a big surprise.”
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