"Serena!"
Derek’s voice was a low, jagged roar of righteous indignation. He felt the heat of his focused force vibrating in his marrow, the primal urge of a father and a soldier demanding absolute justice. He looked at the elevator where the b****y heap of Peter Yates had just vanished, his fists still trembling with a lethal electricity.
"You don't understand what that man did!" Derek shouted, his voice echoing through the sterile, white-tiled corridor of Riverbend General Hospital. "He isn't just a spoiled heir with a bad attitude, Serena. He’s a beast in a silk suit! He’s less than a dog! He deliberately sabotaged the ventilators in this city! He was willing to let our daughter die—willing to let an entire wing of patients suffocate—just to corner you! He preys on the very breath of t
