“You know what happens when you make me search.”
Headlights exploded across the rain.
Three black SUVs swept through the gates.
Dominic emerged from the lead vehicle.
He scanned the patio once.
“Anna.”
She rose from behind the planter.
Her knees failed.
Dominic crossed the distance and dropped in front of her.
His hands remained open.
“I’m here.”
“You came.”
“Of course I came.”
He removed his coat and settled it around her shoulders.
“May I help you stand?”
Before she could answer, Grant stepped forward.
“She is my wife.”
Dominic looked at the bruise on Anna’s jaw.