With a flurry of keystrokes, the whole team disabled the destruction mechanism, the countdown coming to a halt with a final, ominous beep. The control room erupted into cheers as Zain and his team breathed a collective sigh of relief.
But their celebration was short-lived. As they turned to leave the control room, they were met with a shocking sight. Gordon stood in the doorway, his eyes gleaming with malice as he dragged a Rizi with a gun at her temple.
Zain's blood ran cold at the sight of Rizi in the clutches of the guys. Without hesitation, he raised his weapon, his hands trembling with rage as he prepared to unleash his fury on Gordon. His mind still wondered how he could have got hold of Rizi.
"Let her go, Gordon," Zain growled, his voice low and dangerous. "This ends now."
