Falcon cursed under her breath, "120 seconds?!"
"I told you before, it was more or less two minutes. Why are you mad at me? I wasn't the one who built that explosive!" Styles was also stressed out, his palms were sweating buckets.
Damien and Katherine who were watching Falcon on the ground got even more apprehensive about the whole thing. One hundred twenty seconds was not a lot of time but there was nothing else that they could do.
It was a good thing that they brought the car out of the basement parking from the hotel. If they failed to disarm it, Katherine couldn't imagine the casualties—the bomb could cause other cars to explode and would then cause the building to collapse. She shivered in her spot, horrified at the thought.
