Press conference.

“You fucking bastard!”Lucien thundered.

“Temper,” the caller teased. “You better be nice to me, or my hand might slip.”

“Tell me what you want.” Lucien struggled to keep himself in check.

“Eyes on me,” Captain Whitlock he whispered. “Breathe.”

“That’s a good boy,” the caller said. “You’re going to sign a contract handing over all of your shares of Reynolds Industries. Every last one. You’re going to hold a press conference announcing your decision to the world. Your empire will fall and a new one will rise from its ashes. When asked why you’re doing this, you will say that Gary Reynolds was involved in several fraud investigations, and you don’t want to be a part of it. Understood?”

“Yes,” Lucien said through clenched teeth. There’s no doubt now. It’s Eugene.

“An hour after you’ve made your announcement, you’ll receive a message with a location.”

“Audrey will be there? And her friend? I need confirmation that they’re okay,” Lucien demanded.

“You know about the other one?” the kidnappe