Chapter 114
Dante’s POV
The warehouse office smelled like old coffee and cigarette smoke. I sat in the big leather chair, staring at the multiple screens in front of me. My men had hacked into Sabina’s club cameras hours ago. The footage played clearly. I watched everything unfold in that red room. Nina in that tiny lace outfit. The powerful man stepping in. Sabina on her knees crying. Then the way he hugged Nina. Gave her his jacket. Called her his goddaughter.
I leaned back and rubbed my jaw. My coffee had gone cold beside me. Nina did not need rescuing anymore. That much was obvious. She had walked straight into the arms of President Albert Gilead. The most dangerous man on this island when it came to power and weapons.
A strange feeling settled in my chest. Not relief. Not exactly
