chapter 25(2)

Walking up yet another flight of stairs, I stop looking at the guards behind me. “I am assuming Dominic knows I am here?” I ask, and one steps forward. He has a stocky build with a shaved head and a scar across his eyebrow. “Yes, Alpha Andrei.” “Take me to Clive’s room now. I am sick of walking in circles.” I watch his eyes glaze over and know he is mind-linking Dominic. The other man’s hand hovers over the gun at his waist. “This way,” the man says, pointing toward an elevator. We step in, and the guard presses the button to the second-highest floor, which I know are units. “He put them in a unit?” I ask the guards, and they both nod. Then, when the elevator opens up, the man speaks again. “Third door on the right,” he says, and I nod, walking down the corridor. Just as I am about to kick the door in, it opens. Dominic steps out and blocks it. He cleans blood off his hands on a tea towel and tosses it over his shoulder, back into the room. “Try not to break anything and make it look l