"Our people don’t know who did it either," the subordinate said, head lowered.
Dorian Cole waved him off, and the man quickly left.
Dorian found a random spot in the hallway and sat down. His eyes never left Lilah Hart’s hospital room, still rattled from what had happened.
He pressed a hand to his chest, shutting his eyes, repeating silently in his head: Calm down. Get it together.
If he snapped now and did anything stupid, once she woke up, he’d be done for. Rather than lose his mind, better to let her owe him one.
He opened his eyes and glanced at his watch.
If Gabriel Wallace had taken off the second he got the message, he should be landing around now.
After a second’s thought, Dorian pulled out his phone and sent him the location. Then got up and left.
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