Chapter 408

The rain poured down in torrents, each drop stinging like pebbles against the skin.

Evelyn Laurent yanked the raincoat over her shoulders with practiced efficiency.

"Move!"

Her voice was ice, her gaze unflinching.

Beatrice Quincy's eyes were red-rimmed with panic. "It's that mountain ahead!" she cried, voice cracking.

Chaos engulfed the production crew. Drones retreated as live feeds blinked out one by one.

"Safety first, everyone!"

Timothy Gold's shout dissolved into thunder.

The mountain path had become a mudslide.

Beatrice slipped, knees slamming against jagged rock. She gritted her teeth and kept leading.

"Here!"

Her trembling finger pointed toward the cliff's edge.

Shattered vines littered the ground. Fresh scrape marks scarred the rock face.

"Xander Quincy! Liam Croix!"

Ethan Sullivan's call vanished into the howling wind.

The rescue team secured ropes with military precision.

Evelyn inspected her gear, eyes sharp as honed steel.

"I'm going with you."

Bianca Fairchild gripped her arm, rainwater dripping from his jawline.

Evelyn shook her head. "We'll cover more ground separately."

She clipped the carabiner and stepped into the void without hesitation.

Rain blurred her vision.

One hand gripping the cliffside, she searched through the deluge.

"Watch your footing!"

Ethan's warning crackled through the radio.

Her boot slipped.

Fingers locked onto an outcrop at the last second.

Blood mixed with rainwater from her torn palm.

"Fine."

The single word transmitted before she descended further.

Dense foliage swallowed the cliff base. Visibility dropped to zero.

Evelyn squinted. A flash of orange pierced the gloom.

"Found them!"

Her voice cut through the storm.