In The Name Of Trouble

Chapter 59

"What!?!? I'm coming." She rushed to change her clothes

"No, you're staying."

"Oh shut up I don't take orders from you."

"Please just stay."

"Fine. I'll stay. But don't expect me to be happy about it."

"Thank you." He unlocked the door and made a dash to his car and drove off. Cash heard the sound of engines fade more and more.
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"Oh my god!!!" Thomas heard sirens and firemen screaming and shouting orders. The building before him was completely ruined. Fire swallowed the building whole and smoke filled the place. There were hundreds of fire trucks treating people who were wrapped around in blankets and coughed.

"Thomas!!! Oh thank god!!!" Jersey came out. His lab coat had become grey and his face was full if dirt. "Thomas, Bran and Celina are dead."

"What? No. They must be in there. Get the doctors." He was about to rush into the flaming building while Jersey pulled him back "Doctors called it."

"W-what?"

"Wow, this seems bad." A familiar voice exclaimed

"Cash!! What the fuck are you doing here?"

"Looking at the building which the dragon chose to burn, duh?"

"Does this look like a fucking joke to you?"

"Relax Ginger. Relax."

"How did you get out anyway?"

"Not important. So how'd this happen?"

"No clue. My mentor is dead. Cenila is dead." He put his hand on his head.

"Bran is dead? The fuck is a Cenila?"

"Shut up Cash. I swear to god."

"CCTV?"

"Not safe to go in yet. No chance the cameras will work after all the chemicals you use to put the fire out."

"This looks bad. How about we go back home Ginger? You really don't need to see this. Come on. Let's go."

"How did you get here?"

"Bus. Let's go."

"Let me find Jersey and let him know"

"Oh fuck formalities. Let's go."

"Cash....." He called once they sat in the car "Have you lost someone you liked? Ok not liked. Like you looked up to them?"

"Nope"

"That's a lie."

"No serious. I've got none like that."

"What are you thinking? What goes in that head of yours?"

"I'm just thinking why someone would bomb an agency. Did you have any money in there?"

"No. Even if we did. They would need the money which hasn't burnt."

"Point. Like do you guys have any major enemies?"

"Your point?"

"Well you guys must be bombed for a reason. No one simply plants such bombs for fun. It must be revenge of some kind."

"Such bombs. What do you mean by such bombs. You know what kind of bomb that was?"

"No. I don't. I meant bombs which are very destructive like that one."

"How many bombs have you planted?"

"You kidding right?"

"No."

"Well then I ain't answering that."

Once they reached home, Thomas saw the news for anything about the fire. None of the channels had got it. How? that's impossible. Not even one media crew knows about this? Thomas was intrigued.

"You know what we need to do Ginger?"

"What?"

"Get drunk. I'm going and I expect you to come too."

Thomas didn't want to go. His mind was wandering at all the possibilities Bran and Celina could've been alive. He then realized that he needed to get his mind of things and didn't care that an underage is going to drink. He went after her.

The rest of the night was a blur.