Amara's POV
I was genuinely furious now.
If Winston had been standing right in front of me, I might have actually punched him.
Winston's voice crackled through the phone, equally irritated. "You—"
I cut him short. "Can you do anything right? I'll overlook what's already happened, but moving forward... you better get your shit together!"
I almost told him to stay clear of Dominic, but then I realized Dominic had already won.
Winston was worthless to Dominic now. He wouldn't waste another second on him.
"Never mind." My tone was quiet but glacial. "If this happens again, you can go straight to hell."
"What?!"
I drew in a sharp breath and ended the call without saying another word.
Dominic possessed the same neurotoxin as whoever murdered my family. I couldn't tell if Dominic was connected to that killer.
The data had already been duplicated by the other side—a single second was all they needed to create endless copies worldwide. Recovery was impossible.
