VINCENT'S POV
"Mr. Rognez!?" I heard Chloe whisper hoarsely.
I didn't hesitate one bit.
Years of surviving enemies had taught me one thing—never walk into a trap without preparing an escape first.
While the kidnappers closed in, they started shooting at me, which didn't get through my bulletproof vest.
One tiny spark from a ricocheting bullet struck a leaking gas pipe.
Whoosh!
Flames burst across the ceiling.
"No!"
Within seconds, the fire spread violently, feeding on the gas pouring into the building. Among the kidnappers, twelve were flung into the air by the pressure of the fire.
One ran toward the exit.
Another tried to restart the detonator.
The third abandoned Chloe completely.
Fools.
I used the brief distraction caused by the fire to free Chloe. I cut off the rope use
