In the Volvo heading toward the factory, Ian Shelby gripped the steering wheel tightly, flooring the accelerator. He hadn’t spoken, but the urgency in his heart was no less than that of the two people in the back seat. Justin Kingston frowned at the photo on the phone, "Gasoline is flowing down from upstairs, it’s all over the stairs, the second-floor ground is overflowing, the entire building is a danger zone, he’s lost his mind." "Is he planning to take us down with him?" Anton Miller suddenly felt scared, "I’m not afraid to die, but what about Mia? She’s innocent." "..." Justin Kingston was panicking too. "As long as it buys her safety, I don’t care about anything else." Anton Miller hoped the car could go faster, he had already disregarded his own life. "No." Justin Kingston’s eyes were sharp like an eagle’s, "You must care, your mother bore many insults to give birth to you, you must live, live up to her expectations!" Anton Miller was startled, turning to look at him, the first mention of his mother... without hatred? Justin Kingston stared ahead, frowning silently, no one knew what he was really thinking. The car sped on... racing! Ian Shelby’s mind was blank too, six people against a group of lunatics, what were the odds? The run-down factory’s second floor. Elias Colton was excited, his legs crossed, fingers rhythmically tapping on his thigh, a wicked smile full of pride on his lips. As if he could imagine them driving furiously this way, and their helplessness. Mia Lane’s hands were tied behind her back, completely restrained, unable to move. A towel stuffed in her mouth, she stared at him unwillingly, tears of despair flowing uncontrollably. She could even imagine Ian Shelby driving, with Justin Kingston and Anton Miller in the back seat... How worried must they be? How concerned for her? For her sake, three people heading into the flames. Mia Lane was very kind-hearted, afraid of troubling others since she was a child, and now that someone was worried about her, she felt deeply guilty. "Hold on for a bit." Elias Colton looked up at her, perceiving her thoughts, speaking softly, "I think they must be eager to deliver both money and their lives to me, their speed must be fast, you’d better silently pray they don’t get in a car accident." Those words were a nightmare for Mia Lane! She worried incessantly, her heart clenched, every second was an agonizing torment. "What do you think, when they arrive, what should we do?" Elias Colton pondered for a moment, then asked with a smile, "Simply exchanging one life for another, isn’t that a bit dull?" "Mmm..." She shook her head desperately, emotions suddenly flaring up, as if she had something urgent to say! Elias Colton just stared at her, getting up and walking toward her. Mia Lane suddenly fell silent, breathing heavily as she met his gaze, sweat beading on her forehead, she had struggled for too long and was exhausted. Elias Colton drew out a handkerchief, gently wiping the sweat from her forehead. Her eyes seemed to speak, the gaze so resolute, tears streaming. It pained him deeply. He reached out and removed the towel from her mouth, "Keep it short, I’m listening." Elias Colton said, unusually gentle. Read full story at novel·fire·net "..." She took a few deep breaths, finally recovering, "How do you plan to get out yourself? The entire second floor is covered in gasoline, as soon as Anton Miller comes up, you light a fire, he dies, can you escape?" "Escape?" He touched the tip of his nose, perplexed, "Why would I need to escape?" Mia Lane was frightened by him, her eyes widened instantly, her heart skipped several beats, her face turned pale! Only to see Elias Colton shove the towel back into her mouth, telling her in a friendly tone, "You know, your mother-in-law collected all the evidence of my criminal past, handed it all over to the police, I’m burdened with five lives, I can’t escape." "..." Mia Lane’s pupils dilated infinitely, the thought that he had gone mad flashed through her mind, not planning to escape?