Abbey heard Dominic ask in a voice full of dread. Whatever it was, it wasn’t good. Although his back was to Abbey, his body stiffened and the grip he had on his cell phone tightened until she glimpsed white knuckles. “Okay. Let me know what arrangements you make.” When he disconnected the call, he remained facing down the hall for a long moment before he swung around. For a few seconds, pain had a hold of his face until he masked it behind a neutral expression. “What’s wrong?” She prayed it was nothing concerning Madison. “My three employees who were held for ransom were released, but one is dead. Apparently, from what Samuel said, he died of a heart attack two days ago. They neglected to say that until after they got their ransom money. Samuel is arranging for the two employees and the body of the third man to be flown back to Houston as soon as possible, but it may take some time.
