Chapter 58

Dominic finally shut the laptop with a soft click and raised his gaze to her. For a second, the room narrowed between them; the chaos dimmed at the edges. He said nothing, but the look in his eyes was a sentence: we’ll find the ones behind him. Sloane let out a breath that might have been a laugh or a sob. “We will,” she answered. Her voice was steady now, hardened into resolve. Around them, the hospital exhaled. Alarms dulled, monitors returned to honest readings, and families began to drift back to their wards, clutching one another a little less frantically. The city beyond would soon know a villain had been humiliated, and the hunt for the mastermind had just become painfully, inexorably personal. Mr. Brown stirred on the bed, eyelids fluttering. The steady rhythm of the monitors returned to normal. “Grandfather!” Nick’s knees hit the floor beside the bed. His voice trembled. “You finally woke up… I was so scared.” The old man’s wrinkled lips curved faintly. But when his gaze stead