"You'd better do as you're told. Otherwise, you and your master will both die a horrible death..." After the man named Zeke Chambers whispered the threat in her ear, he wrapped her in an overcoat and took her from the hotel.
Phoebe Faulkner couldn't hold her liquor. After being forced to down such a large bottle of red wine, her face was as red as a tomato. She flailed her arms, trying to push away the man in front of her, but after two shoves, she was knocked unconscious.
Meanwhile, Jace Lennox had just returned and sat down at his desk. He casually switched the security feed to the design department, only to find that a certain young woman was nowhere near her station.
'It's the middle of the workday. Where did that girl run off to?'
Frowning, Jace Lennox picked up the phone sitting beside him.
As soon as the screen lit up, he saw an unread text message.
He tapped it open.
It read—
