A few days ago...
Roman and Victor stood on the rise of the balcony, a bit away from Evan, and looked ahead with expressions as they prepared for the next step.
The house they were in was entirely dark.
The only source of light came from a street lamp, casting long shadows on the walls.
Roman pulled out his phone and dialed Evan's number, his fingers slightly trembling.
The call connected almost immediately, and Evan's calm, unwavering voice came through. "Boss, are you sure? This might become a bit huge," Roman said, his voice tinged with unease.
Evan's response was sharp and confident. "Yeah, I am sure. Just do it."
Roman glanced at Victor, who gave a curt nod. "Alright, we're on it."
He then ended the call and stood up, his eyes meeting Victor's. "It's time."
Victor moved to a large, reinforced briefcase on the floor. He unlatched it, revealing a collection of meticulously arranged explosive devices, ready for deployment. He methodically began setting the devices, his hands moving with precision and their movement deliberate.
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Earlier, Roman and Victor had meticulously planted bombs throughout Evan's home. Over the past few days, they had accessed the property under various pretenses, studying the layout and identifying key locations.
In the basement, they set a powerful explosive designed to obliterate the house's foundation.
Smaller charges were placed strategically throughout the main living areas, each designed to detonate in a sequence that would ensure the building's complete collapse.
Additional bombs were hidden around the perimeter and along the exterior walls, cutting off any chance of escape or calls for help. They had even rigged the security and communication systems to prevent any alarms from being triggered.
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As the clock ticked towards the final hour, Roman and Victor prepared for the explosions.
Once everyone was inside, they communicated with guards to disperse around and leave the scene, ensuring that they wouldn't be caught up in fire.
"By the way, are you sure that those people are out?"
"Yes, I have send them.Aaron had led them away."
Roman and Victor exchanged a final, satisfied glance before turning away from the scene of their destructive handiwork. The night had been a success, and they were confident that their mission had been executed flawlessly.
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In the VR world.
Evan stood on the balcony of his digital beachfront villa, a creation of intricate code that simulated the serenity of the Nicobar Islands.
The ocean waves gently lapped the shore, and the warm digital sunlight cast a soft glow over the scene. However, his attention was firmly fixed on the live feed from the security cameras.
Through the screens, he watched as his house in BBSR was consumed by flames. The once-beautiful residence, a symbol of his success and innovation, was now reduced to a chaotic heap of smoldering debris and smoke.
Aurora stood beside him, holding a tablet that displayed the same distressing footage. She glanced at Evan and then back at the screen. [Sir, I'm sure this will blow things up.]
Evan sighed heavily as he watched his precious game getting trailblazer.
"Things might get intense later on," he replied, his tone a blend of acceptance and resolve.
Sensing the weight of the moment, Aurora ventured, [I understand the significance of this place to you. It's not just a house; it's where you began your journey, marking the milestone.]
Evan nodded, his eyes fixed on the smoldering ruins.
"Hmm! I expected this much. After all, we have had multiple deaths today," he said, clicking his tongue. His expression softened momentarily, revealing a hint of nostalgia as he reflected on the significance of the house.
[It was more than just a home,] Aurora added gently.
Evan's gaze remained fixed on the screen. "Yes, it's where I invented so many things and started my real journey. It's bad that we blew up, but it's better to get rid of some roaches and have some peace."
He turned his attention back to the feed, his expression hardening with determination. [With this, I am sure Amit Sharma will keep quiet for a while.]
Aurora raised an eyebrow, noting the shift in Evan's demeanor. [So, you're using this to send a message?]
Evan's eyes narrowed as he focused on the destruction unfolding before him.
"Just stay put, you fucker, until I am ready to deal with you."
Aurora nodded, understanding the gravity of his words. The destruction of the house was a calculated move in his much larger plan, and she was well aware of the potential repercussions.
As Evan turned away from the balcony, the peaceful digital beach offered a stark contrast to the storm brewing within his mind.