Damien took that into consideration, a kidnapping, he wasn't particularly surprised, just that they were books enough to do it in his own home. Maybe they knew of the change in the head of security, or thought as Damien did that he was left a sitting duck with Spencer in charge. Regardless, thanks to Spencer, it didn't pan through.

"See if you can find out who is behind this. If my father is involved... Kill them all." Because there was no point in asking for more and Damien didn't want them going back to the old man.

The door opened a few minutes later, swinging inwards, and Damien slipped out. He saw Spencer slouched there looking a little worse for wear but definitely the victor of this battle. It was thanks to him that Damien was well, he had to acknowledge that even briefly. "Good job." He clapped a hand over the younger man's arm, a casual gesture of encouragement, when he found his hand falling upon clothing that was damp... and sticky.