A BOMB?!

Mr Ivan walked towards a quiet area, far away from the chattering of the noisy guests. His phone ranged continuously and his face, like someone who could kill.

"WHAT?!" He answered the phone call instead of using the usual 'hello'

"Please Mr, I'm only doing this for the sake of our long time friendship" a male calm voice answered.

"Go straight to the point!"

"Fine. There is a bomb in your Mansion, going to blow up in about fifteen minutes!" The male warned.

"So?" Mr Ivan asked with the calmest state ever.

"So? So? So?," The male screamed in disbelief, really loud, that Mr Ivan had to push the phone away from his ears, "Your million dollar mansion is about to blow up and the only thing you can say is- So?"

"Please keep your voice down, you aren't a woman who saw a ghost okay," Mr Ivan said, "Anyways, I need to clear the entire surroundings."

"And how are you going to do that and are there about a huge amount of guests?" The male questioned whether the gathering housed more than a thousand people, but Mr Ivan answered the 'how are you going to do that' part.

"Using a simple gunshot!"

"A gun?.... Wait a minute! You have a gun!"

"Bye." Mr Ivan quickly cut the call before answering the confused man.

Bringing out a gun, he pointed it towards the skies and….

'BANG BANG'

And that was all it took to bring out every single one out of the mansion. Mr Fred being the first to rush out.

Everyone ran outside knowing fully well what a gunshot meant in a CEO's mansion.

That doesn't mean the maids and chefs came out. They had to say back as a normal certified worker.

Mr Ivan burst out through the crowd, dumping the gun in a nearby trashcan while signifying his men to empty it.

They suddenly became dumbfounded when the CEO told them to empty a trash can. Why should he tell them to empty a trash can when he was the one to be protected.

Without any questions, they did as told. Jace however saw this happening. He became shocked, but as his lips were about to call out to Mr Fred, his peripheral vision saw Mr Ivan's dark evil face staring directly at him and his lips deflated.

Mr Ivan passed him with a warning glare and made for the mansion door, when suddenly a man stopped him.

"Mr Ivan, I'm Mr Gary from the GC company." The man introduced himself and with the introduction, Mr Ivan seemed to pay no attention to him.

"Good, now get out of my way before this entire place blows up" he told Mr Gary who waved off the so-called blowing up thing.

"The only thing that will blow your mind's my nine million dollars sculptures for this event." Mr Gary clapped his hands as four tables each were rolled out.

Removing the dark purple cloth which covered the magnificent design, the audience who gathered together let out a Whoa.

'Ring Ring Ring'

Mr Ivan's phone rang again. When he saw the name, his face changed from bored to agitated.

"WHAT?!" He answered, making Mr Gary who was closeby flinch backwards.

"Oh good," the male from earlier answered, "from our searching. The bomb is hidden in one of four suptures."

"Okay," Mr Ivan ended the call while running towards a policeman minding his business, "Give me your gun."

The police suddenly went blank. The CEO of the greatest company suddenly came up to him. Not asking for any other thing except a gun. He didn't ask if the entire mansion was searched thoroughly for the shooter, No!. He asked for a gun instead.

"Erm, Mr…"

"There's a bomb in my mansion and I need your gun to help me blow something up." Mr Ivan told him.

From the expressions on his face, the cop knew this was no joke.

"You aren't pulling my leg are you sir?"

"What do you think today is? April fools Day?." Mr Ivan attacked angrily.

"Okay, okay." Not wanting any trouble, he handed over his gun to Mr Ivan, carefully.

Not wasting time, Mr Ivan went up to the four sculptures presented before him by Mr Gary. The bomb might be in.

Mr Gary on the other hand couldn't understand why Mr Ivan came up to his precious sculptures, pointing a gun at them.

"Mr Ivan, please what are you doing?" His words weren't finished when…

'Bang!'

The first sculptures were blown away into Pieces.

"No!," Mr Gary went on his knees immediately, "Sir please if I've done anything wrong to you in the past. I beg you in the name of GOD! Forgive me and don't destroy my five years of work!"

"Get up," Mr Ivan told him, "it is better for this to be destroyed than your life to be lost."

Mr Gary became mute when the second sculpture went crumbling, he felt he was the one being shot on the head.

The guest and Police were- '?'

And Lydia and Janice kept shut seeing the CEO shoot with such skill.

Mr Ivan on the other hand kept the last bullet pointed at the last sculpture, while Mr Gary rolled on the ground to spare the last.

All his pleading fell on deaf ears as Mr Ivan pulled the trigger coldly. He knew Mr Gary loved money and this actually was no gift. It had a significant meaning of 'pay me back'.

The last bullet went through the sculpture and suddenly, a mighty bomb was shown, exposed to the entire crowd's view.

"Oh My!," A distinguished man screamed out, "A bomb!."

It again became another thing which drove the crowd running away. As the bomb had a timer…

00:05:00.

"Less than five minutes before it blows!" Mr Ivan said, looking at his men with a nod following suit. They took the message quickly knowing what to do with the bomb, so did the police.

Mr Fred who had ran away earlier after hearing the gunshot, came back to see a bomb, counting….

00:04:11.