"What are you doing Professor Kinsley?" Adam asked in a low voice, his eyes moving from her neck to her captor. The man's quick breathing against her hair was erratic sending shivers down her spine.
"Grab that phone and send a message to that damn lawyer!" his voice rumbled through the room, and the barrel of his gun scraped the skin on her temple as he pressed it against her head.
Adam stood in place eyes wide as he watched, in turn, the gun then her crazy captor whose whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
"Take the phone now! or I'll pull the trigger!"
Adam took a few steps forward, grabbed her phone from where it has fallen on the floor, and then held it up.
"Tell her lawyer that she's going to be late to the meeting. show me the screen as you send it," Kinsley said in an eerily calm tone that didn't match his shaking body.
