#Chapter 128: Targets

Dominic POV The phone buzzed against Dominic’s desk just as he was finishing up a report from Marco. He glanced at the screen, the name flashing across it had him freezing mid-motion. Gianna? He picked it up and answered immediately. “What happened?” Her voice came rapidly, higher-pitched than usual. “I’m bringing Aurora to the emergency room. She, um, got into it with Camilla. I think her wrist is broken.” For a split second, everything inside him went silent. Then the rage hit. His chair scraped across the floor as he stood, the phone clutched hard in his fist. “Where are you?” “St. Catherine’s,” Gianna rushed out. “She’s okay, Dominic. It wasn’t a horrible fight but she was complaining that her wrist hurt and… well, I just wanted to be precocious.” He didn’t hear the rest. He was already grabbing his keys, already storming out of the room, his pulse pounding like a damn war drum. The entire drive there was a blur, his fury burning so bright he was amazed he d