The conference room exploded into chaos.
Voices overlapped.
People stood.
Phones appeared.
Security personnel rushed toward the monitors.
Nobody remained calm.
Nobody except Damien Blackwood.
Amelia could barely breathe.
The image of Jethro remained frozen on the screen.
Her son.
Her little boy.
Completely unaware that his life had just become the center of a nightmare.
One hour.
The words echoed through her mind.
One hour.
Or the boy disappears.
Her heart pounded so violently she thought she might collapse.
"We have to get him."
The words tore from her throat.
Damien was already moving.
"Get every security unit we have to that school."
His voice cut through the room like a blade.
Immediate silence followed.
People obeyed instantly.
No questions.
No hesitation.
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