And Richard Blackwood had been absolutely right. Underneath the careful presentation was something formidable, something cold, something that had been running a global empire for three decades and had never once lost.
His eyes found Damien immediately.
"Tell me what you have," Alexander said.
"We're running down three industrial properties connected to Harold's brother. Teams mobilizing now." Damien held his gaze steadily. "We're going to find her."
"You said she was protected." Alexander's voice was perfectly controlled, which made it worse than shouting would have been. "You have security on her around the clock. How does a woman with round-the-clock protection get taken from a hospital corridor in broad daylight?"
"Alexander....."
"She was safe for twenty-five years, Blackwood. She was anonymous and safe and nothing had found her." He took two steps forward. "And then she came into your world. And now she's been kidnapped."
