Lucas finished up the last of his meetings for the day, his mind still preoccupied with the phone call he received earlier. As he stepped out of his office building, he noticed his chauffeur standing by the car, ready to take his briefcase and open the door for him.

"Thank you, James," Lucas said, as he handed his briefcase to the driver and slipped into the backseat of his luxurious car. He leaned his head back against the headrest, trying to calm the anxious thoughts racing through his mind.

James opened the car door and a squeezed note fell out, Lucas felt a shiver run down his spine as he...