On the mountain road, the Wijaya Family convoy sped forward.Armand sat in the back seat of the second car. The window was open, the cold wind striking his face, but the uneasiness did not disappear.Then he caught a faint smell.He tensed. “Bram… do you smell that?”Bram sniffed. “No.”Armand took another breath.Gasoline.His expression changed. “Something’s wrong.”He leaned out and inhaled the air. The smell became clearer.“Ambush!”He immediately shouted. “Everyone, stay alert!”He turned around. “Guard One! Guard Two!”“We’re ready!”“If there’s any movement, shoot without waiting for orders!”“Yes, sir!”Armand then spoke softly but firmly, “Slow down. Let the car in front go first.”The convoy slowed down.The lead car continued forward, passing over the gasoline-soaked asphalt toward a trap that was only waiting for a spark.***Elsewhere.The convoy lights stretched along the dark mountain road, like a snake of light slowly crawling forward. The night air felt dense and opp
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2026-08-11
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