My heart jumped right into my throat the instant I saw my son and Madison tied to chairs next to each other.

Madison had a knife pressed against her neck by a girl who looked like she was fresh out of high school, and even though my gut twisted violently at the sight, I couldn’t let my emotions show. No matter how badly I wanted to beat all three criminals’ faces to a pulp, I had to remain calm and analytical.

As a businessman, I’d had to train myself over the years to ...