Adam didn't wait. "Clear the first floor. Now. And if I find out you so much as looked at them the wrong way, I'll do worse than what you saw outside."
Kyle's face twitched. For a moment, he looked like he might argue. Then his eyes dropped.
"Clear it," he muttered to the guards. "Now."
The security scrambled into action. The women were led away in silence, too afraid to ask questions. Kyle slinked back into the hallway, muttering under his breath.
Adam stood alone in the lobby, listening to the echo of retreating footsteps.
He hadn't come here for Kyle.
But he wasn't about to leave the innocent with him.
When Adam returned to the lobby, he found that Greg was consoling the female employees while trying to find out some more information on what was going on.
One of the older women, her name tag barely hanging on by a thread, looked up as Adam approached. Her eyes were red and swollen, but she met his gaze with something close to resolve.
