At a time when lives hung in the balance, they were actually TMD stuck in traffic.
If Yama asked her how she died, could she say she died in a traffic jam and then Yama, upon hearing it, kindly let her go without taking her?
But then, she didn't know if her body, which would be blown to pieces, could still piece together again.
Thinking of being blown to bits filled Hannah Garcia with unspeakable fear. This way of dying was too uncomfortable, too terrifying.
"How long will it take for the helicopter to get here?" Hannah Garcia, although pessimistic, still harbored a glimmer of hope.
Kevin King thought for a moment and replied, "It should not take more than fifteen minutes."
"Fifteen minutes!" Hannah Garcia screamed, "Then he has less than three minutes left to defuse the bomb! Three minutes!"
The chance of being rescued was almost zero.
