Dominic’s POV
“f**k off!” I snap the minute Rhea is out of sight. My hands curl slowly into a fist, wishing she’d been unfortunate enough to be here to have that same fist shove down her lips.
The phone next to me vibrates again on the bedside table, snapping me out of my thoughts of having Rhea beaten up brutally in my head.
My phone screen glowing against the dim hospital room catches my attention. My fingers hover above it briefly, as if I can tell it’s important.
I swipe quickly to answer. “Stavros.”
A man’s voice on the other end of the call crackles, low and surprisingly businesslike. “Mr. Stavros, this is Graham from the private security firm you hired two years ago. We’ve finished combing through the files you asked us to re-check.”
I sit up straighter despite the ache in my
