The explosion had reduced the east wing of J&A Legal into a smoldering wreck. Twisted steel dropped and fell like broken ribs, and fragments of glass littered the hallways. The stubborn flame had been extinguished by the Fire crew, leaving behind only acrid smoke and sirens, loud in the distance.
But Jerry Clark didn’t blink.
Even as paramedics rushed in and frightened employees came out under emergency blankets, his voice cut through the chaos with sharp clarity.
“Is everyone accounted for?” he spoke loudly into his earpiece as he paced through the black sooted lobby, eyes scanning for the only face that mattered.
“Yes, sir,” the head of internal security responded. “All present. Ms. Aria’s is still okay and no injuries no injuries reported from anyone sir.”
Jerry’s spine finally loo
