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Chapter 53 - CHAPTER 50

CHAPTER 50

COINCIDENTLY they were close to the power supply center of the region where the London Eye was located.

Morant hesitated for a moment, but Greg pulled out his gun and shot the lock opening the door, immediately a security guard came to meet them.

— Ben, desperate situations call for desperate answers, no more formalities and how a special agent should act.

Ben Morant nodded.

— Gentlemen, this is a private place, you cannot enter.

Benjamin Morant showed off his MI6 agent functional.

— This is a matter of national security, we have to turn off the power generators.

— Sir... I...

They heard another explosion.

— What the hell is happening? — Asked the security guard desperately.

— Twelve people are aboard the last cabin, in 20 minutes they will all explode, any questions?

He shook his head.

— Fine... how do you turn this off?

— The entire region will be without power.

'For over eighteen hundred years London has been without electricity, one more day or one less won't make any difference.

— But London can't have blackouts, we haven't had one since 2010.

— Congratulations, let's create one then.

— IN VARIOUS PARTS OF THE WORLD — Igor began as they ran — it only takes more intense rain for the residents to suffer a lot from the power outage. It's a desperate domino effect with each rain: the winds increase, branches or entire trees fall over the electrical wires, the population spends hours in candlelight, traffic lights stop working... None of this happens in London, England, and the reason has everything to do with a very peculiar urban aspect of the city:

The absence of electrical wires on poles...

— London is a place that has 100% of the electrical wires buried, that is, it has the underground electricity network, since 2010 the city has not suffered from power outages. Paris and New York follow the same trend.

Greg laughed, because in New York, if there was a plan like that, it wasn't working right.

— This is a safe way to keep the transmission of energy to residents, away from the risk of accidents that can be caused by rain, for example, you have already witnessed the explosion of a transformer or the fall of a tree that almost always leaves an entire neighborhood no light? Well, in London, there is no possibility of this type of blackout happening.

— Unless we turn off the generator.

He nodded.

— That's exactly what we'll do here.

In a few moments, everything turned to absolute pitch black and they celebrated.

— Now we have to get him out of there somehow.

It was then that Ben Morant's cell phone rang again, changing all possible plans.

MORANT RECEIVED a call from a private number:

— Ben Morant speaking.

— Congratulations, Benjamin Morant, — said a distorted voice on the other end of the line.

— Who is talking?

— My name is Albion, you stopped something very important from happening today.

— So you are the author of the deaths.

— God is the owner of life and death, I am just an instrument of His will.

— Do not make me laugh.

— Why would you do that, no one laughs at their own death.

— What are you talking about?

— You have to die and if Gregory Evans doesn't kill you in ten minutes, the cabin with twelve people will explode in fifteen minutes.

Morant was going to retort, but the call had already ended, so they heard another explosion and thirty seconds later they heard another explosion.

— What happened?

— He accelerated the explosions, we only have fifteen minutes now until the cabin with the people explodes.

Suddenly, Morant's cell phone rings again.

— Look, you bastard, if you...

— Ben...it's Erick, please, you have to save us...my brother said they were already here...

— Yes sir, every effort is being made to get them out of there...

Ben Morant looked at the London Eye which was lit up again with a countdown drawn between its lights and a red one pointing towards the entrance, which they understood should be the place of his execution, he received a message again.

Only you can stop this...

'What is he wanting now?'

Ben Morant thought for a moment.

— He wants my life as a sacrifice.

— What? — Yuliya asked desperately.

Greg smiled.

— Then let's give your life.

Everyone looked at him strangely.

— There's a huge difference between thinking you have something and actually having it, but we have to do it as quickly as possible...