“What?” Smoke asked, his heart caught in his throat, his pulse spiked. “What did you just say?”
“Vivian’s house was just blown up by a rocket launcher,” Joe answered, his breath uneven,
“What?” Smoke clenched his fists, his pulse steadily rising. “Is she okay?” he asked,
“No, boss. She is unconscious now. Roland is currently taking her to the hospital.” Joe replied, “She wasn’t the only one though, boss, Her friend, Carly, was with her.”
“Where are you now?” Smoke was already walking fast out of the basement. The only reason why he had not started racing was because he wanted to maintain his image in front of the other prisoners. Once he left the Ring, he sped up. Collins following closely behind him.
“Me and the rest of the guards are scouting the area trying to look for the bomb
