All Chapters of He Chose Her, Then Lost Me Forever: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The ice-cold water of the Rhône River slammed into Noah like a concrete wall, knocking the air clean out of his lungs.Darkness tumbled around him as the violent current dragged him deep beneath the surface. He fought against the heavy pull of the water, kicking his boots hard and keeping his right hand locked tight around Sarah’s wrists. His left hand squeezed William’s silver pocket watch inside his soaked coat pocket.THUD-THUD-THUD!The muffled sound of heavy machine-gun fire echoed through the dark water above them, but the river was moving too fast. The current carried them fifty yards downstream in seconds, away from the sweeping white searchlights of the hovering black helicopters.Noah kicked upward with every bit of strength left in his legs. His head broke the surface of the river, and he gasped for cold air, coughing up mouthfuls of bitter river water."MOM!" Noah shouted over the roar of the splashing waves.Sarah popped up beside him, her long dark hair plastered across

Noah stared at the small, wrinkled piece of paper in his hand. The pale moonlight from the narrow door slit fell across William’s messy handwriting.DO NOT OPEN THE VAULT. IT IS NOT A DATA DRIVE. IT IS A SELF-DESTRUCT BOMB.The loud clatter of the train wheels seemed to fade away. Noah felt a cold sweat break out on the back of his neck. All this time, they thought Branch One was trying to steal the master network code. Director James believed that opening the vault would give him total control over every single clone facility on the planet.But William had laid a trap. A final, deadly trap for anyone greedy enough to try and take it."Noah?" Luke whispered, leaning forward from the dark corner of the wooden boxcar. "What is it? What does the paper say?"Noah handed the small piece of paper to Luke. Julian, Subject Zero-Three, and Subject One gathered around to look at it under the dim moonlight.Luke read the words out loud. His voice trembled slightly. "A self-destruct bomb... Noah,

CRACK-CRACK!The thick glass wall of the cryogenic tube split wider, opening long white lines from top to bottom. Clear, freezing stasis fluid poured out over the stone floor, splashing against Noah’s leather boots."Hold the glass!" Noah yelled, slamming his open palms against the cracking front wall to hold it together.Luke and Zero-Three lunged forward, pressing their arms against the upper glass frame while Julian dropped down to shove a roll of thick canvas cloth against the widening leak at the base.Inside the rushing stream of cold water, William Reed blinked slowly. His dark blue eyes, wild and unfocused, stared directly at Noah through the cracked glass. His chest gave a violent, ragged heave as his lungs tried to take their first breath in thirty years.GASP!"He's drowning in the remaining fluid!" Doctor Evelyn Reed warned, rushing to the side control box with her cane. She grabbed a small red manual lever and pulled it down with all her weight. "We have to open the hatch

The cold English rain beat heavily against the tinted glass windows of the blue limousine. Inside, the quiet luxury of the leather seats felt like a freezing tomb.Noah’s eyes were pinned to the small electronic screen in Lady Eleanor’s hand. On the bright display, the thermal image showed fifty glowing red figures surrounding the quiet farmhouse in New York. A mercenary kneeling behind a pine tree brought a heavy launcher up to his shoulder, lining up the crosshairs directly on the wooden front porch.Inside that house, Sarah was sitting beside William’s bed, holding a warm cup of water, completely unaware that a missile was locked onto their living room."Order them to stand down, Eleanor," Noah said, his voice dropping to a dangerous, icy whisper. His right hand squeezed into a tight fist in his jacket pocket.Lady Eleanor let out a soft, amused laugh, resting both hands on her silver snake walking stick. "Stand down? Mr. Reed, you seem to misunderstand your position. You are in my

The high hall of Blackfriars Hall was filled with swirling white smoke and flashing blue police lights. Armed officers from the London police department moved quickly through the ruined oak doors, shouting clear orders and taking control of the room.Two officers grabbed Lord Harrington and Lady Eleanor, pulling their arms behind their backs and placing heavy iron cuffs on their wrists."Subject Zero-Zero..." Noah repeated, his voice barely audible over the loud noise of sirens outside. His eyes were wide as he stared at the dark blue mark stamped into the man's neck. "You... you were never my uncle."The fake Arthur Reed laughed softly, a dry and cold sound. He didn't fight back as two heavy police officers stepped up on either side of him and grabbed his arms."Your father built me thirty-six years ago, Noah," Subject Zero-Zero said, looking straight into Noah's eyes as he was led away toward the exit. "He gave me Arthur's memories, Arthur's face, and Arthur's voice. But I was just