CHAPTER 66
TWIST OF FATE
The tall man waited until the security guard fell asleep in his chair, the night after Domenic had been shot. The story of the infamous lady killer was all over the newspapers. It made him want to puke. He snuck into the ward, looking over his shoulder and gently closed the door behind him. He flicked on the lock. It was almost midnight and the hospital was dead-quiet.
Domenic was half-asleep when the man’s footsteps roused him. “Hey, bud. Good to see ya. Where have you been?”
The man held the gun behind his back. “Good things come to those who wait, my friend. Great things, in fact.”
Domenic squinted and scratched his temple. “What the f**k are you talking about?”
The man glared, nearing the bed. “Did you kill her?”
Domenic swallowed and tilted his head. “I
