Dominics POV
I stared at the stack of files on my desk, the silence in my office a jarring contrast to the chaos of the previous few days. Plans were not going well, not with the firm, and certainly not with Liana. It was as if everything was slipping through my fingers. I had asked my guys to keep an eye on her and her movement but I was yet to hear anything.
My phone rang, pulling me from my distraction. I glanced at the screen. Russel. This better be good news.
I answered the call, pinning the phone between my ear and shoulder.
"Dominic," Russel's voice slashed through, tight and strained. "We've heard word about Liana's movement."
I sat up straight, tension slicing through my veins like a knife forged of ice water. "Tell me about it," I drawled, trying to sound as uninterested as
