DOMINIC
Hours and hours of empty search results almost drove me homicidal. How come there was no digital record of Lilliana? There was only one possible explanation for that though – she lied. I had half a mind to drive back there and find out myself but Sammy sedated me pretty badly, thus making it impossible to drive.
I almost relaxed back against the headboard when the door banged open and Viktor strode in, throwing daggers. His anger never surprised me though. That was my brother’s default mode anyway.
He was dressed impeccably in a steel-gray tailored suit and shiny black shoes. His appearance told me that he would be leaving soon for a business meeting and but that glowering meant he was thoroughly pissed at something.
Or, someone.
Most likely, at me.
Before I could question, h
