Naomi Shaw was so horrified by the scene she nearly fainted. Then, she began to struggle frantically against her ropes, shrieking Joy's name, "Joy! Joy..."
Joy was her life. If anything happened to her, she wouldn't be able to go on living. Every time Joy cried out, a sharp pain twisted in Naomi's own heart. Her face streamed with tears as she fought to break free and get to her daughter, the coarse ropes chafing her hands and feet raw, but it was no use.
The person who kicked open the door wasn't one of the three who had originally kidnapped them. It was a tall, thin man with his face covered. The man glanced impassively at Joy lying in a pool of blood, then raised his hand, pulled out a gun, and fired a shot into the ground beside Naomi Shaw. He then roared viciously, "Shut up!"
