CHAPTER 2: OH MY GOD!!
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After losing contact with Sebastian, the control station fell into chaos.
“Try reaching him again!” the commander ordered urgently.
“We’ve tried, sir. There’s no response,” one of the operators replied, panic evident in his voice.
The commander ran a hand through his hair, his heart pounding.
“This is bad… very bad.”
He turned sharply to the team.
“Inform the Taylor family immediately. And prepare a search team—we’re heading to Africa. The last signal came from the eastern tropical region. Move now!”
“Yes, sir!”
Within minutes, the station was in full operation. Two helicopters were prepared and dispatched without delay.
As the engines roared to life, the commander closed his eyes briefly saying a small prayer.
"Please… let the young master be safe."
Then, his expression hardened.
“Something isn’t right,” he muttered. “That helicopter was thoroughly inspected before departure. A fuel failure doesn’t just happen.”
He looked around at his team.
“This could be sabotage. I want a full investigation started immediately. Call the inspector. Check every detail—no matter how small.”
The room fell silent for a moment before everyone sprang back into action.
“Understood, sir!”
Still, fear lingered in the air.
Everyone knew the power of the Taylor family.
If anything happened to Sebastian… the consequences would be unimaginable.
Meanwhile… in Africa
“Liza, wait! Where are you going?” Elvira called out, trying to keep up with her sister.
“I’ll be right back!” Liza shouted from ahead. "I just want to get those fruits I told you about. You’ll love them—and so will Mother!”
Elvira sighed. “Liza, we should go home. It’s getting late!”
Before Liza could respond—
A loud, terrifying sound echoed through the forest.
BOOM.
The ground seemed to tremble beneath their feet.
Both girls froze.
“Liza!” Elvira screamed, her voice shaking as she ran toward her sister.
“Elvi!” Liza called back, equally alarmed.
They met halfway, both breathing heavily.
“Did you hear that?” Elvira asked, her voice trembling.
“Of course I did,” Liza replied, scanning the horizon. Then she pointed. “Look… smoke.”
In the distance, a thick cloud of smoke rose into the sky.
Elvira’s eyes widened in fear.
“No… no, I’m not going there. Let’s go home, please!”
Liza hesitated for a moment, then shook her head.
“What if someone is hurt?” she said firmly.
“We can’t just leave.”
“Liza—!”
But she was already moving.
“Elvi, stay here if you’re scared. I’m going to check.”
Elvira stood frozen for a second, her heart racing.
Stay alone?
After that sound?
She quickly shook her head and ran after her sister.
“Wait! I’m coming with you!”
They moved cautiously through the forest, the smell of smoke growing stronger with every step.
The light was fading.
Shadows stretched between the trees, making everything feel more dangerous.
“Liza… I don’t like this,” Elvira whispered.
“Just stay close,” Liza replied.
A few moments later, they stopped abruptly.
Both of them stared ahead in shock.
A helicopter lay wrecked among the trees, its metal twisted and blackened. Smoke still curled from its remains.
“What… what is that?” Elvira whispered, her hand flying to her mouth.
Liza stepped forward slowly, her eyes wide.
“I think… it crashed.”
Her gaze shifted—and suddenly she froze.
“Oh my God…”
“What is it?” Elvira asked, her voice barely audible.
“There’s… someone there.”
Liza pointed with trembling fingers.
A man lay a few meters away from the wreckage, motionless, his body covered in blood.
Elvira gasped.
“What?!”
She rushed forward to stand beside her sister, her heart pounding violently.
The man wasn’t moving.
For a moment, everything went silent.
Even the forest seemed to hold its breath.
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