SILAS

I answered immediately. “Who is this?”

A brief silence followed before a man's voice came through the speaker. “Took you long enough.”

“Who the fuck are you?” I snapped.

Silence stretched across the line.

“Dominic,” he answered smoothly.

“Dominic?” I repeated, my heart jumping into my throat.

The ghost we'd been hunting. The man who had crippled our shipments, turned our own men against us, and left Tony dead. And now he had Maya.

Behind me, Viktor started speaking. “Dominic? I told you—”

I raised a hand without turning around. “Shut the fuck up.”

The study went dead silent. Dominic gave a low chuckle through the phone.

“Still having...