Four wires lay before her. One was for detonation, one for power supply, and the other for confusion.
Freya eliminated the two useless wires and began her final assessment.
If she could cut the power wire, she could prevent the bomb from exploding.
She was too focused to notice the squatting figure beside her.
She pulled out her knife, ready to sever the red wire.
Most power cords are green, but this bomb was an anomaly. She had a hunch that it was the red wire.
As her knife was about to plunge, a man's voice echoed in her ear. "Are you positive it's this one?"
Only then did Freya notice the presence of someone beside her.
She turned her head slowly, her eyes widening in surprise.
"Bradley Austin, what on earth are you doing here?"
The man heard her call him by his full name and
