Chapter 117
DOMINIC
What was going on? My thoughts felt scrambled as I stood in the hospital hallway, staring at the sterile tiles beneath my feet. On one hand, it was a relief that Raina finally knew the truth about Nathan. At least now I didn’t have to keep tiptoeing around her, hiding every move Alex and I made to expose that bastard.
I’ll admit, Alex was surprising me. For all his faults—and there were many—he was doing everything in his power to help Raina. It was almost enough to make me like the guy, though I wasn’t about to say that out loud. We had one goal: to take Nathan down. And for once, Alex seemed genuinely committed to it.
When Raina brought up going to the cops, she wasn’t wrong to ask. It was the logical thing to do, and for someone like her–who had always played by the rules–it made sense. But I had to make her understand why it wouldn’t work.
“Raina,” I’d told her earlier, standing by the car as Alex hovered nearby, “it’s not that simple. Nathan’s a public figure. He’s respected, powerful, and he’s good–damn good–at his job.”
Her brows furrowed. “What does that have to do with anything? If we have evidence, the truth will come out.”
I shook my head. “It’s not just about evidence. Nathan’s a criminal attorney, Raina. His job is to twist the truth and make people believe whatever story benefits him. He could talk his way out of a murder charge if he needed to. Do you think a case against him will stick if he has the cops in his pocket?”
Her lips pressed into a thin line, and I could see the wheels turning in her head. She hated this–hated the idea of fighting without the system on her side. But she was starting to see what I was saying.
“We need something stronger,” I continued, my tone softening. “Something that can’t be spun or manipulated. And the only place to get that kind of result is in court. It’s the one place where he has to play by the rules.”
She crossed her arms, a gesture I knew meant she wasn’t entirely convinced but was willing to let it go–for now. “Fine,” she muttered. “But we better not screw this up.”
Alex, who had been uncharacteristically quiet, nodded in agreement. “We won’t.”
I wasn’t so sure, but I kept my doubts to myself. We couldn’t afford to fail–not with so much on the line. Nathan was dangerous, but we had to be
smarter.
The weight of the day pressed down on me, suffocating and relentless. First Raina, now Grandpa. I leaned against the hospital wall, pinching the bridge of my nose as exhaustion clawed at me. It had only been an hour since we rushed him here, but it felt like a lifetime. The sterile scent of antiseptic burned my nostrils, and the steady hum of activity from the nurses and doctors blurred into background noise.
Why was worrying about a loved one so damn exhausting?
I glanced at Raina, sitting next to Grandma in the waiting area. She looked as drained as I felt, her hands clasped tightly in her lap, her eyes fixed on the floor. Grandma rested a frail hand on hers, offering silent comfort, but I could see the worry etched into both their faces.
The moment I saw Dr. Edwards approaching, clipboard in hand and a grim expression on his face, I shot to my feet. My head was pounding from the relentless storm of thoughts swirling in my mind. Raina stood beside Grandma, who clung tightly to her hand for comfort. The quiet strength in my sister’s posture was deceptive; I knew she was barely holding it together.
“Doctor,” I called out, my voice laced with urgency. “What’s going on? Is he okay?”
Dr. Edwards didn’t answer immediately. His gaze flicked between me and Raina before settling on me. “Let’s talk,” he said, his voice careful. Too careful. My stomach
dropped. He wasn’t bringing good news.
listening,” I said, crossing my arms, trying to steady myself. Raina stepped closer, her wide, fearful eyes fixed on Edwards.
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