Chapter 221: Keep your gun handy

The night pressed heavily against the windshield, as he made his way to his destination.

His grip on the steering wheel was tight, his knuckles white, and his veins standing out against his skin.

Briggs had offered to drive, but Dominic had refused — he needed to think, needed to keep his hands busy before his thoughts consumed him.

He hadn’t spoken since leaving the base. Briggs had tried once,