Dallas skidded to a stop in the parking lot. His stomach jumped when he saw his entire staff outside without coats, looking confused.
“Oh, Christ,” Mark said.
Without a word, Dallas headed for the door, and stepped back when it opened. Sully emerged, gun drawn, looking grim.
“Wallace has her, doesn’t he?” Dallas said.
Sully didn’t ask how his boss knew that. “In the large conference room.”
“You saw them?”
Sully nodded. “Through the window.”
“Tell me.”
The others gathered around to listen.
“He’s got a knife,” Sully said. “She was sitting in a chair, unrestrained, conscious and alert. No blood, no bruises. He was calm and talking to her.”
“Her clothes?” Selena asked.
“Fine. No rips, no damage.”
They all nodded.
“He saw me and shouted for everyone to stay away from the outside-fa
