My heart jumped right into my throat the instant I saw my son and Madison tied to chairs next to each other.
Madison had a knife pressed against her neck by a girl who looked like she was fresh out of high school, and even though my gut twisted violently at the sight, I couldn’t let my emotions show. No matter how badly I wanted to beat all three criminals’ faces to a pulp, I had to remain calm and analytical.
As a businessman, I’d had to train myself over the years to handle all sorts of situations in a neutral and objective way, and right now that same approach was vital to getting everyone out of here unharmed.
I’d known before coming here that these kidnappers were inexperienced. If they’d done this sort of thing before, they wouldn’t have sent a message at eight, demanding to have a million dollars in cash ready by nine. They should have known that the banks only opened at nine.