Chapter 12: The Cornered Rat
Chapter 12: The Cornered Rat
Complete, unadulterated chaos erupted in the sanctuary. Guests were standing up, knocking over chairs, holding up their phones to record the spectacular meltdown. Brooke was sobbing hysterically, trying to grab Dominic’s arm to plead with him, but he violently shoved her away. She stumbled backward, crashing into a massive, towering floral arrangement which shattered to the floor in a cascade of water and white roses.
Suddenly, Dominic’s despair shifted into a violent, feral, animalistic rage. The illusion was dead, and he had nothing left to lose. His eyes locked onto me, wide, bloodshot, and completely unhinged.
“You ruined my life!” he screamed, lunging forward with his hands outstretched like claws toward my throat, completely disregarding the infant strapped to my chest.
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He never made it.
Before I even had to blink, Leo’s tactical team surged forward from the shadows of the aisles. Two massive men in suits hit Dominic simultaneously, driving him hard and fast into the cold marble floor. The sickening, sharp crack of Dominic’s nose breaking against the stone echoed sharply through the room, followed by his muffled groan of pain.
