The Boss
I stood next to, but not in front of the door to the room where the president's daughter was being held. I listened as people had a conversation in the room. With my Vi enhanced senses, I could hear them as if I was sitting in the room with them.
"He's never going to pay the ransom," a man said.
"Sure he will. It's his daughter we're talking about here," a second man said.
"I think he's just going to send his goons after us like that guy who stole Gary's bike and chased me all over town. We'll either die or he'll run out of goons and he's the company president. He's never going to run out of goons," the first man said.
"Give it a few days. If he doesn't comply, we'll just put her to work. Make money off her that way," the second man said.
"Ok, boss. You're the boss, boss," the first man said.