Chapter 24 : Explosive Advice

*Rowan*

I felt like there was some sort of countdown to the moments I had left on this earth. I found out only yesterday that Jonah and my fiancée were plotting to blow me away, literally, at the dinner table tonight. It started a clock in my head, a stopwatch to my own death.

I wasn't going to die. I reminded myself of that over and over. Sergeant Duvall, Budge, Genevieve, they all were working to make sure I survived the attack. It was as simple as not being in my chair at seven tonight. That should be easy. Still, it felt too easy, as if the bomb was only a distraction and I was going to really be killed in some other horrible fashion.

The clock kept ticking though, as the day went on. It was getting closer and closer to seven, and I was running out of time.

What would you do if you only had hours left to live? I hated to admit that my answer would be to act like it wasn't happening. I mean, sure, the circumstances were a little different. I was going to survive this. I wasn