Timing Begins

"Don't care about who I am. You just need to know that your wife is now in my hands." James was stunned, "What did you say?!" The person sneered on the phone and then hung up. "Hello?" James shouted in anxiety, but it was in vain. He punched the steering wheel with anger, but the pain in his hand could not relieve the panic in his heart. He did not dare to stop. Just as he was about to call back, he received a new message. Those were a few photos of Elizabeth whom he was looking for. In the photo, Elizabeth was tied to a chair and slightly drooped her head. He could only see a small half of her face, and her mouth was stuffed with something like a cloth towel. The light was very dim. He couldn't see clearly whether she was hurt or all right. How... was she? All of a sudden, his breathing became heavy. He clenched his hands into fists, but his body kept trembling. His heart was filled with rage, and he was also very worried. Then, that person called him again.  "How do you feel now? I'v