Chapter 47 A Temporary Alliance
- Dominic’s POV
- Diego faced me, arms crossed, his face hard. The man had a death wish. If it wasn’t for his father, his corpse would already be ready for an autopsy. And I bet he would look worse with a bullet between his eyes. He knew it too. But here he was, alive, taking up space, which was mine.
- I sat back in my chair, my fingers drumming against the desk, watching him like a predator.