The guy hesitantly nodded toward another door.
“Thanks.”
The room cleared before he made his way to the door. He was cautious about opening it and ducked when a shot rang out. He slammed himself against the doorjamb and quickly peeked into the room, dodging another bullet.
“I can see four men. Marino is on the right. Leave him to me.”
His men nodded.
“Grab one of those small square wooden tables. We’ll use it as a barrier to get into the room. Peter and Nico, hold it in front of us, and we’ll be right behind you.”
They got into position, and he counted down. “Three, two, one, go.”
They burst into the room with bullets flying at them, but they quickly took out the three men and injured Marino.
Dominic checked around the room. “Okay. Let’s get Marino wrapped up and out of here.”
“Boss, watch out,” Ricky yelled.
Dominic turned in time to see Marino pull another gun from his boot and aim. A shot rang out, and then another right after, and he thought for sure he was going to get hit, but he just saw Marino collapse to the ground. Another man fell down.
“That guy came out of nowhere and shot Marino. We took him out because we thought he was aiming at you. He actuallysaved your life.”
Dominic nodded, walked over to the man, and flipped him onto his back with his foot. “It’s my wife’s cousin.”
“Fuck,” Buzz said.
Dominic didn’t know how he felt about it. He knew Rebeka hated the man for what he did to her, but he didn’t know how she would feel to know he was shot and was now dead.
“Let’s get out of here before the cops come,” Dominic said before he looked around the room one more time.
He and his men filed out and ran back toward the cars.
“Head on back to the lounges after you drop me off at my car. We’ll have a meeting in the next few days.”
They all nodded.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
A few hours later, he walked into his house and went up to his room. He stood outside the door for a long moment before he opened it. He knew he had a lot to apologize for and wasn’t looking forward to it.
The first thing he saw was the dark room and the empty bed.
He glanced at his watch to see it was close to ten o’clock. He raced back down and looked into the offices, but they were all dark.
“Where’s my mother?” he asked a guard.
“Up in her suite, sir.”
“Thank you.”
Trent opened the door when he knocked.
“What do you need?” Trent asked.
“To talk to my mother.”
“Come in.”