Chapter 6 - THE WRECKAGE AND THE CONFESSION
The acrid smell of burning rubber and radiator fluid filled the underground garage.
Dominic wrenched open the mangled rear door of the SUV.
Adrian slumped against the shattered window, blood pouring from a gash on his forehead.
In the corner of the backseat, Hannah was bound and gagged, tears streaming down her pale cheeks.
Dominic quickly sliced the zip ties binding her wrists with his pocketknife.
“Are you hurt?” he asked, his voice urgent as he pulled the tape from her mouth.
Hannah gasped for air, coughing violently.
“I’m… I’m okay,” she whispered, trembling uncontrollably.
Dominic lifted her out of the wreckage and set her safely behind a concrete pillar.
Then he turned back to the car.
Adrian groaned, trying to lift his head.
Dominic grabbed him by the collar of his jacket and hauled him out onto the cold concrete.
“Where is Vanessa?” Dominic demanded, pressing his boot against Adrian’s chest.
Adrian coughed up blood, a twisted smile spreading across his bruised face.
“She’s… already on a private jet to Zurich,” Adrian wheezed. “You think my father only had one backup plan?”
Dominic pressed harder.
“Why, Adrian? Why kill Elena?”
“She was weak!” Adrian yelled, tears of pain mingling with sweat. “She wanted to turn over the ledgers to the fables! She was going to destroy everything our father built!”
“It was stolen money!”
“It was *our* empire!” Adrian shouted. “And Vanessa helped us launder it through her family’s front companies. That’s why you were set to marry her. To seal the families together.”
Dominic’s expression darkened into an abyss of pure fury.
He lowered his gun, but his fists balled into lethal weapons.
“You killed my wife.”
“She deserved it!”
Dominic’s fist struck Adrian’s jaw with bone-cracking force.
Adrian collapsed, unconscious.
Viktor jogged up, panting heavily.
“Boss! The perimeter is locked down. Federal agents are two minutes out.”
“Good,” Dominic said, standing up and adjusting his cuffs. “Hand my brother over to them. Tell them to charge him with the murder of Elena Moretti.”
Viktor blinked in surprise.
“What about Richard Sterling and Vanessa?”
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Dominic looked down at Hannah, who was clutching the handwritten note from her mother against her chest.
“We’re going to Zurich.”
