Owen's POV:

"Tell me. Where's Emily?" I grabbed Blake by the neck and questioned furiously.

In the past, I would torture him several times, and there were times he would give me false leads.

With a delighted laugh, Blake jeered, "Haha, look at you now. How interesting."

He gave the clock on the wall a look before bursting out in a maniac cackle. "Almost a few hours have passed. With her current state, she might already be dead, or perhaps she might have been r*ped."

I exerted more strength into my hands, my anger gurgling like a volcano that was about to erupt. "I'm warning you, if there anything happens...