A Life Debt Repaid novel Chapter 1093

John forced himself to look up then. "I told you you don't have to save me, didn't I? I don't want to drag you down with me…"

His bloodshot eyes paused, as he thought for an instant that he was hallucinating.

After all, people tend to think about the ones they wanted to see most when death approaches.

As such, he stared at Cordy for a long while, as if to confirm if it was her.

It was a difficult task too, since Cordy was wearing fireproof overalls, covering her from head to toe—no one might be able to recognize her unless they were familiar with her.

Cordy wondered for a second if he recognized her too, and she did not come here to do that—right now, rescuing him was more important.

She turned away from John and watched worriedly as the bodyguard bludgeoned the chains as hard as he could.

However, the chains were too sturdy to break easily.

Minutes later, Patrick's voice rang over Cordy's walkie-talkie, and he sounded urgent. "How's it going over there? I can't find John anywhere here. Where are you? Let's meet up."

Cordy stared at the sturdy chains in turn—the fire was not reaching the basement just yet, but she hardly had to imagine how bad the fire would be above.

"I found him, and we're getting him out as we speak. We'll soon reach the gates—come out as soon as you can," Cordy lied.

She had no idea if she could save John, let alone whether she could make it out in one piece.

She understood how Patrick felt, but she did not want him to die with her.

"Okay," Patrick did not doubt her at all, and put away his walkie-talkie as he dashed toward the main gates.

Which seemed to be more likely the case now.

Patrick felt his breath leave his lungs.

He did not die in the fire, did he?!

The fireproof overalls did not mean he was safe, since even the best fireproof materials would break down under prolonged exposure to fire.

Patrick did not hesitate to run toward Sean right then—he had seen the photo John sent Sean on his phone, and if he remembered correctly, it was in the back garden.

He gritted his teeth as he rushed headlong into danger.