Just as Trenton was about to leave, Ines grabbed his arm. Her eyes were pleading. “I’m coming with you.” She couldn’t stand the thought of waiting at home for news. It would drive her mad.
“Izzy, that place is dangerous. There could be landslides at any moment. It’s too risky for you to go,” Trenton argued.
Ines looked at him with determination. Her eyes were filled with a quiet strength and worry. “That’s exactly why I need to go.”
Noticing Ines’ resolve, Phillip couldn’t deny her request. He sighed, “Trenton, just take Izzy with you. Look out for her. She can’t sit still at home.”
“Alright, but Izzy, you need to change into warmer clothes. It’s still raining outside and the mountain air is chilly. We don’t want you to get sick.” Trenton conceded.
Upon hearing these words, Ines dashed upstairs to change. The sight of her hurried, unsteady steps made everyone’s heart race with worry.
Trenton patted Erica on the shoulder. “Erica, Izzy has been through a lot. She’s stronger than you think. She’ll be able to handle this.”
“But this time it’s different. The person in danger is Ethan. We all know how much they mean to each other.” Erica closed her eyes. There was a hint of sorrow in her voice.
Ines returned quickly. She was now dressed appropriately for the weather. Her feet were clad in sturdy boots.
“The kids are in my room. I woke them up when I went upstairs. They might be waking up soon. Could you check on them?”
“Don’t worry, Izzy. We’ll take good care of them.”
Without further delay, they got into the car. The torrential rain showed no signs of stopping, unabashedly washing over the roads.
The sight of the devastation outside made Ines feel as if her heart had been plunged into an icy pit. Landslides had buried everything in sight, leaving a desolate atmosphere in their wake.
Ines’ teeth were chattering, not from the cold, but from fear.
“Izzy, you need to calm down.” Trenton tried to soothe her, though he was just as panicked. After all, the person in danger was his son. But he had to force himself to stay calm.
Ines nodded and took a deep breath, exhaling slowly. She repeated this process over and over.
After a while, the car jolted. “What’s happening?”
“The road ahead is damaged. We can’t drive any further. We’ll have to walk from here.” Trenton handed her a raincoat. “Put this on. It’s too windy for an umbrella.”
Ines’ eyes lit up. “Dad, that must be Ethan’s car. He was driving an Audi today.”
Trenton nodded and patted Ines’ hand. “Izzy, don’t worry. We have a lot of people here. Everything will be alright.”
But when the car was finally dug out, the truth was cruel. The car door was open and there was no one inside. There was no sign of Ethan or Lucas.
Ines felt dizzy. It was as if her heart had stopped beating. The air around her seemed to thin, making her feel suffocated.
Seeing the damaged car, she couldn’t help but imagine what kind of injuries the passengers would have sustained. She gasped for air, clutching her chest. The dull pain made her hunch over and tears started streaming down her face uncontrollably.
“Wh-why...” she stammered.
“Just like that, they’re gone. Where could they possibly be? They were supposed to be here, halfway down the road. The car’s here, but they’re not,” Ines cried softly. Her face was a mask of heart-wrenching sorrow. She stared at the abandoned car. Her face was pale and ghostly under the beam of the flashlight. Just one look at her was enough to share her sadness, to feel it echoing in your own chest.
Her despair was contagious, and the elite soldiers who were with her couldn’t help but share in it. Even Trenton, usually so stoic, looked visibly upset. His voice was rough, and he ordered, “Keep looking. Spread out. Use the life detectors to see if there’s anyone around.”
“Understood, Cap,” came the response.
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