Sandy had already figured out the factory's layout during his days hiding in the warehouse.
He and Sofia darted through the factory at lightning speed.
But there were just too many people chasing them.
Even though he had constantly changed routes, the space was slowly being squeezed.
With no other options, Sandy glanced at the nearby boiler room and gritted his teeth as he turned towards it.
The pursuers ran over, only to be stopped by a blaze of fire.
“Damn it! There’s a fire!”
The fire in the boiler room, for some unknown reason, suddenly flared up with a scorching hot flame, nearly burning the two pursuers.
The two hastily stopped their pursuit and exchanged glances.
“Go! Go back to the boss and surround them from the other side!”
…
On the other side, Sandy and Sofia had already gone around the boiler room and were heading towards the river along the corridor.
This was the windward side.
The burning stench from the factory seemed to have been blown away here, and the smell became fainter as they moved forward.
Sofia finally felt much better and asked Sandy, “George’s people?”
Sandy sneered and implicitly agreed.
Sofia cursed, then shouted, “It must be that bastard Patrick who leaked our whereabouts, otherwise how could George’s people find us so quickly!”
“You bitch! You really have the same blood as Daniela! Disgusting! Hypocritical! You deserve to die!”
Sandy glanced at her coldly, “So loud, are you afraid those people won’t find us?”
Sofia choked, gritted her teeth in anger, but didn’t say anything else.
Sandy didn’t say much either, just pulled her forward.
Only, their luck was terrible today.
They had only walked a few steps when they were caught up by the people behind them. It seemed like the leader of this group, with a large number of people, was chasing after them.
Sandy had no choice but to pull Sofia and continue running.
Sofia wasn’t good at sports to begin with. She had been exhausted after running for so long, and now she was being pulled to continue running, only to feel a piercing pain in her chest.
Her lungs were about to burst.
“I can’t. I can’t run anymore!” Sofia gasped for breath and tried to speak.
Sandy could hear the footsteps of the pursuers behind him and didn’t dare slow down, just pulling Sofia forward.
Sofia’s pained expression was about to distort, but she had to follow Sandy’s strength and move forward.
…
After Cline arrived at the factory, she had been living with Patrick in the factory.
Patrick said that the smell and dust in the factory were too much for her body, so he had been letting her live in a place away from the factory.
Tonight, Patrick said a batch of goods had arrived at the dock, and he was going to get them with Stephen, so he might not be back until very late.
She was new to this place and had been suffering from acclimatization. Coupled with the fact that she hadn’t taken good care of herself during early pregnancy, her pregnancy reaction was very severe, and she had been constantly vomiting, vomiting until she felt like all her organs were going to be vomited out.
“You bastard, Patrick!”
Cline couldn’t help but curse.
It was too much!
She had gotten pregnant for Patrick and suffered such torment, but Patrick didn’t have much time to spend with her, how could she not be angry!
However, she was too sick to even curse with any strength.
After a bout of vomiting, Cline took a sip of water to rinse away the unpleasant taste in her mouth, and decided to go out of the house for some fresh air.
The place Patrick had arranged was far from the factory, with a river nearby.
It was usually very quiet here.
But tonight, as soon as Cline stepped outside, she felt as if there was a different atmosphere in the air, and she could faintly hear the sound of pursuit.
Puzzled, she walked towards the factory, wanting to see what was going on, but she had only taken two steps when she saw a man and a woman pulling each other towards her.
Behind them, there seemed to be pursuers chasing after them.
Cline immediately realized something was wrong and turned to run back.