GALAXY ENTERPRISE
Seth leaned back in his chair, glancing at what was left of the warehouse on his computer screen.
RING!
His phone rang, interrupting his thoughts. He glanced at the screen. It was the expert he’d hired to investigate.
“Seth here,” he answered, his tone filled with impatience.
“The fire at the warehouse,” the expert began, “was caused by a bomb explosion.”
Seth froze, the words echoing in his mind. “A bomb explosion?”
“Yes,” the expert confirmed. “I’m sure of it. The damage, the residue we found—it’s consistent with a bomb. This wasn’t an accident.”
Seth's chest tightened. "Are you absolutely certain?" he asked, needing the confirmation even though he knew the expert wouldn't call unless he was sure.
“I’m an expert, Mr. Johnson. My findings are accurate,” the ma
