SINCLAIR CITADEL
Dr. Dominic Sinclair stepped out into the emergency parking lot of the VIP section at Sinclair Citadel National Hospital. His chest heaved as he paced back and forth, his boots clicking sharply against the cold concrete. Nurses and doctors stood frozen around him, their hands anchoring empty wheel stretchers. Dominic cursed Justin over and over in his mind. The dark, brutal reality of the Vance blood feud had officially landed right on his hospital steps. He couldn't stay calm. His fingers trembled as he shoved them into his coat pockets. Doctor Sara, standing directly behind him, took a step forward. Her small hand slid over his tense shoulder blades, rubbing in slow, comforting circles. "She will be fine, Dominic. Don't worry," Sara said softly. Even as she forced the words out, an u
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