It was by chance that Cara had applied for a job in her Company and Dawn had immediately hired her. The girl had delivered a baby boy and was frantically looking for a job. When this post was advertised, it demanded an experienced individual, but when Dawn saw Cara, she chose her over all others. However, Dawn warned her that if she didn't learn quickly, she would have to leave. And Cara emerged as a quick learner—partially out of necessity.

"Don't worry Ms. Silver, I will take care of her," Cara assured as she sat next to Lily.

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By the time Dawn reached downstairs towards the entrance of the Luna's Castle, Daryn's car had pulled up. Both David and Dawn sat in the car and they sped towards the golf course. Dawn must have called Bree for at least five times, but her phone became switched off after the first time.

On the way David called the staff at the course and they informed him that an explosion in the kitchen caused a fire. The fire spread wildly to the dining area and then to the lawns outside.

"What does this mean, David?" asked Dawn. "How can there be an explosion in the kitchen? The only possibility of an explosion is that someone must have let the gas on without a check. But even that is stupid because there must be people working in the kitchen at this time. Could none of them detect the smell of gas?"

"At this point of time I don't know what to say. I am as eager to know about it as you," said David.

"If this thing doesn't sort out well, I am looking for millions in compensation. This better not be a kitchen explosion!" she almost barked at him.

"Calm down Dawn," Daryn held her hand and squeezed.

She looked at Daryn and said with fear in her eyes, "Daryn, I am scared." Her hands were shaking in his. "I hope there are no casualties. Because that is one thing I am too scared of at the moment. I can't handle any more." She turned towards David and asked, "Have you called the Environmental Health and Safety? What about the police?"

"Yes, Alvarez is already there. He is on it."

"Oh thank God!" she said, shoulders sagging relief. And the next thing she naturally did was to call Alvarez.

Alvarez picked her phone on the first ring. "Dawn, right now I am not able to assess the damage to the place. The firefighters are doing their job. I believe there is one person still trapped inside the kitchen, a female and we don't know yet who she is."

"Jesus!" she exhaled heavily and her skin lined with goose bumps. "Could this day be any worse?" Her thought went to Caleb who must be dealing with his terminally ill mate. She disconnected the call and heaved.

Daryn pulled her closer to him. Her panicky state caused his heartbeat to accelerate. "Woman calm down!" he urged her.

'Dawn why are you so frightened?' asked Quetz. He was extremely restless when he sensed her agitation.

'There's a fire in the Wyatt's golf course!'

Silence followed. A minute later he said, 'Check upon your staff.'

'Yes, that's the first thing I am going to do." She had tried calling Bree again but her phone was switched off.'

'And let me know the details.'

'Okay,' she said.

They reached the golf course in the next one hour. Dawn just dashed out of the car towards the place where Alvarez was standing. Several staff were also standing on the outside. They all had panicked expressions of their face. As soon as Dawn stepped out of the car, they all looked at her with expectations.

"Dawn! My child!" he said as he hugged her. He was seeing her after a long time.

"Uncle Alvarez," she hugged him back.

Daryn followed her and Alvarez shook his hands with him and David formally.

"There weren't too many people in the kitchen, about three only—a worker and two cleaning boys," he informed.

"But this must be one of the most busy hours," she said with a frown. "This is a weekday and people come to dine if not play golf."

Alvarez jerked his head back. "According to the guard here, the club was closed in the evening for maintenance purposes."

Dawn drew her eyes together. She started to walk in, but Daryn stopped her. "You are going in there!" he growled.

"I need to find out things!" she snapped.

"You can't do anything at the moment Dawn. Let the firefighters douse the flames and then you can go!" He held her by her upper arm and didn't let her budge from her place. Even though the fire was towards the kitchen area and rest everything was intact, the smoke billowing out of it was quite a lot.

She gritted her teeth. She knew how dominant Daryn could be in such situations, especially when his protective instincts were at their full level. She nodded and then scanned the staff who was present there. She noticed Bree's absence. She beckoned the chef and asked, "Where is the Manager?"

"Ma'am, she is inside and helping the staff to get out," he informed.

That was surprising but she didn't question.

"How did this happen?" asked Daryn.

"Sir, we don't know how but there was an explosion in the kitchen. The three people inside are badly injured, one of them is critical."

"That is odd!" Daryn said. "Weren't there extinguishers to douse the fire?"

"Of course there are! Maybe the workers didn't find time to use them. It happened suddenly."

"I need footage of the camera," Alvarez intervened.

"You have to ask the security team here," the chef shrugged.

It took three hours for the firefighters to extinguish the fire and Dawn kept standing there until the last of the flames were out. In the meantime the paramedics had come to take the injured to the hospital.

It was almost 10PM. It was towards the end she noticed Bree coming out with a girl hanging on her shoulders. Her face was smeared with black soot. Her dress was burned at several places and the skin was burnt at places. She was crying with pain.

Seeing Bree, Dawn rushed to her. "Bree!" she shouted to garner her attention.

Both Bree and the girl looked up to see her. The girl's eyes became wide and she left Bree to walk away. Dawn was surprised. She saw the girl limping away from her in the direction of the staff rooms. That was pretty strange. "Stop!" she hollered her. "There are paramedics waiting on the outside!" But the girl didn't stop. Instead she only rushed on her injured feet.

"Who is she?" asked Dawn. "Is she mad? And why is she running away from me?"

"That's one of the girls who work as a server here. She feels that because of your lack of safety equipment, this accident occurred. She blames you for her miseries and that is why she is pretty angry. She plans on suing you!" Bree said through her soot covered face. "In fact she was there when the explosion occurred."

Anxiety ran through her body and her mind froze. She didn't know how to counteract that accusation. Even if the safety equipment were in its place, Bree wouldn't leave a stone unturned to give her a hard time.