When Jamal and Dawn stepped inside Tom's study, Lucy was already there, sitting on the couch with both hands clasped tightly together. Her face looked pale.
Tom stood near his desk with his phone pressed to his ear.
"Yes," Tom said sharply into the phone. "I want every detail you have right now. Scrutinize the security cameras… you know what, send them to me. I'll have my men do so over here. As for every single security personnel, I want them handed over to the police for questioning."
Tom listened for a moment as the person on the other end of the line said something.
Jamal and Dawn stood near the doorway. Neither of them spoke but they both watched Tom.
Tom's jaw tightened. "How bad is it?" he asked.
Another pause.
Lucy slowly rose from the couch and walked closer to stand beside him. Tom absentmindedly wrapped an arm around her and held the phone against his ear with the other hand.
