Kian’s eyes narrowed dangerously at the trembling servant. “What situation?”
The man swallowed hard, clearly terrified of angering his boss further. “It’s…your brother, sir. Luca. He’s been shot.”
A tense silence fell over the room as the weight of those words sank in. My heart thudded against my ribs as I watched a countless amount of emotions flicker across Kian’s chiseled features - disbelief, fury, and finally a cold, calculating focus.
“Details. Now,” he bit out in a tone that brokered no argument.
The servant rushed to explain. “We don’t know much yet. Luca was ambushed outside a club downtown about an hour ago. His men got him out and to a safe house, but he took two bullets - one to the shoulder and one to the abdomen. The impact vests saved his life, but he’s lost a lot of blo
