Page 110 of Fatal Betrayal

"Cooper, no," she said, shaking her head. "You have to get out of here right now. There's a bomb. Its behind me on the floor. I don't know how much time is left. Kim said eighteen minutes, but that was a while go."

"Kim?" he echoed.

"Yes. Kim is probably running this whole thing, or maybe she has partners." She paused as her gaze moved to Hannah. "Hannah?" she said in shock. "You came back?"

"I had to save you," Hannah said. "I didn't believe you, but then I remembered the song we sang, and I knew you were telling me the truth. I also knew they were going to kill you. I jumped out of the van and ran back here to try to save you."

While Hannah was talking, he flashed his light around the room until he saw the timer and device on the floor behind the bed. It looked like a very large explosive. And he had no idea what to do about it.

"Both of you need to leave," Andi repeated.

"I'm not leaving without you," he told her. "Maybe I can break the bed frame."

"You can't."

Ignoring Andi, he turned to Hannah. "Go outside. Call 911. Tell them FBI Agent Andi Hart is trapped in a warehouse. Give them the address. And stay away from the building."

"Wait," Andi said, as Hannah moved toward the door. "Where are they going, Hannah? Where are Kim and all the others going?"

"To a private airfield in Van Nuys. They're leaving the country tonight."

"Tell the 911 operator to call Damon Wolfe at the LA Field Office with that information," Andi said.

"Okay. But I don't want you to die."

"And I don't want you to die," Andi told her. "Go now."

As Hannah ran out of the room, Cooper pulled the burner phone out of his pocket and called Flynn again. This time the agent picked up.

"I just got your message," Flynn said. "I was about to call you."

"I found Andi." He explained quickly and tersely where they were, what they'd found out, the need to stop the group at the Van Nuys airport, and finished with the fact that a bomb was set to go off in less than nine minutes.

"Tell me what the device looks like," Flynn said, not wasting any time.

He described it as best he could, but the ticking clock and the thick smoke made it difficult for him to see and to breathe.

"Okay, I think I know what you're dealing with," Flynn said. "I've texted my team and Damon to get to the warehouse, but you're going to need to disarm it."

"All right. What do I do?"

"You'll need to pull out three wires in the right order. Can you do that?"

"I think so."

"No," Andi said, terror in her eyes. "Cooper get out of here. I don't want you to die with me."

"We're both going to live. Tell me what to do, Flynn." He squatted down in front of the device, turning his light on it.

"There should be a longer wire in the back connecting to the clock. It's probably black."

"I see it."

"Disconnect the end going into the clock."

He held his breath, forcing his hand to be steady as he pulled the wire. Nothing happened, and he felt a rush of relief. "It's done."

"How much time is left?"

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