C65 Race Against Time

The room spun around as I examined the picture of Chase, maltreated and handcuffed. He makes me shake in my boots, or in my case, my hands trembled so hard carrying the phone almost slipped off my hands. Beside me, Zoe’s face had turned pale.

“Oh my God,” she said softly. It was seeing everything in a thought-provoking way that I finally blurted out