Dominic's POV

　　It wasn't that my patience was running thinner than it ever had. I surged up from my seat in frustration and pounded my fist onto the table.

　　"Where is that son of a bitch hiding?" I shouted out loud, the reverberation of my voice off the walls, as I prowled the room like an imprisoned animal. That was the feeling of the walls closing in on me, squeezing out every last ounce of control that I had.

　　Whereas now, Luca and Leila's lives were ...