Dominic’s POV.
I barely had time to catch my breath when a cold knock came at the door - loud, harsh, and urgent.
I jerked suddenly and scanned around for my shirt.
Sasha cursed under her breath as she reached for her jacket, her cheeks still flushed from the hot s*x we had barely recovered from.
I grabbed my pants, zipped them halfway, and hurried towards the door without my shirt.
I yanked it open.
The team leader stood there, sweat piled on his forehead despite the chill in the hallway.
“Sir,” he said, out of breath. “It's Celeste.”
Fuck. My heart raced. I had already feared something would go wrong.
"She's on the run."
My jaw tightened as I struggled to stay calm. “How?” I asked calmly, but the fear and anger inside me doubled by the second. I couldn't afford to let this mi
