C65 KIDNAPPING

I am practically dragging myself as I saunter into Andy's room. My heart is heavy and downcast. It further starts to bleed when my eyes plummet at the sight of his cheerful face as he fiddles with his daughter on his bed. I feel so shattered and hopeless amidst the unrest. The only reason I am not weeping right now is only because Andy has no clue of the catastrophe awaiting him yet