Chapter 51

DOMINIC’S POV When the situation demanded I choose between Evelyn and Olivia—I picked Evelyn. I told myself it was logic. Strategy. The product of a well-executed plan. Not because I didn’t care about Olivia. I did. More than I could admit even to myself. This wasn’t just another mission. This wasn’t a simple hostage situation. This—this was personal. The moment I received the intel, I’d known it. Felt it deep in my bones. Someone out there was trying to steal what little peace I had left. Someone had dared to threaten the two women who shaped my past and my future. I had made preparations. Meticulous, calculated, exhaustive preparations. I positioned my warriors around the perimeter of the abandoned building hours before I walked in. My Gamma and two of my most elite scouts were assigned to track every escape route. Drones monitored the rooftops. Sharpshooters took their positions. I made sure the place was surrounded from every direction, with no exit, no shadows left unchecked. This