I called Griffin afterwards and intimated to him the strategies of our rescue mission. I had an idea of the warehouse that they could be in since I heard Pandora's screams echo.
Just like I knew that Uncle Joe would not hold back from hurting Pandora, judging from how she had just been slapped on the call. I clenched my fist in anger and shut my eyes so tightly that I felt like I was going to go wild.
I started finding it difficult to breathe and gasped a little for more air. I staggered from the hypoxia and managed to steady myself, my back leaning on the wall. I felt my blood boil and I coughed violently.
Griffin rushed to my side with a hand-stretched warm towel, and when I wiped my mouth with it, I saw blood stains. I quickly folded the towel and put it away.
“Do not tell anyon
