Staring down into the sweet face of my little son, I feel something I’ve never quite felt before. The need to protect him and his little sister, to protect my wife, brings something primitive in me forward. I know that just as I wasn’t willing to let anything stop me from acquiring Analise, I will never let anyone harm a single hair on any of their heads.
If Dominic thinks for even one second that he can get to me through my family, he’d better think again. If he shows his face to me again, I will be sure that Weaver isn’t around to stop me. I will deliver justice to him if I get the chance, and no one will know about it. There’s a lot of desert around Las Vegas, and I won’t hesitate to go old school mafia on his ass if I deem it necessary.
The End