DAMIAN
I walked into the hall and Dominic stood over a man at the far end. He was tied to an electric seat, his body battered but not to my satisfaction. I wouldn't kill him yet, a slow death would be best for a bastard like him.
He froze the moment he saw me and Dominic turned sharply.
“Boss.” he bowed and shifted to greet Matteo. I walked towards the bastard but a sound from outside made me halt, and I moved before I could register where it was coming from.
I stepped out and suddenly stopped at the scene in front of me. Seraphina, out of the car. Exactly where I told her not to be, a battered Christy trying to fight an armed man in a mask. The man raised his gun and I crossed the distance immediately. My hand closed around the gunman's wrist, redirecting the barrel toward the con
