Cassie
Where was Daniel? She doubted he'd trashed his place before leaving. She dialed his work.
"Hello, Davis Industries."
"Yes, is Mr. Davis in?"
"Hold a moment while I try his line." The line switched to classical music until the woman came back on. "I'm sorry ma'am, but Mr. Davis isn't available."
Not available or not in the office? Cassie weaved her siren song into her words. "Is he there? It's very important that I know."
The woman cleared her throat. "Let me check with his admin." Again the hold music filtered through the phone.
Waiting, Cassie paced across the floor, the piles of books and broken coffee table making her more and more nervous. There had to have been a struggle, and someone had taken him. She couldn't see Daniel as someone who lost his temper and trashed stuff.
"Hello, ma'am?" the receptionist asked. "Mr. Davis hasn't made it into the office yet."