Derek raised an eyebrow. "Blown up?"

Blake didn't dare wipe his sweat as he reported, "They used a lot of explosives. It's nothing but rubble now, and the surrounding area was affected too. I need to go back and handle it."

Derek leaned back in his chair, something flickering in his eyes as he tapped his fingers twice on the desk.

"Even if it's just rubble, confirm whether he's really dead."

"Yes, sir."

Blake turned to leave quickly, but at the doorway, he heard ...