Dominique's eyes narrowed as he tried to pinpoint the source of the voice, his muscles tensing in preparation for whatever might come next. "I'm here for Kalina," he called out, his voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through him. "Where is she?"
"Keep moving, and you'll find out," the voice replied, dripping with malice.
"I know you are upset, fratello, but you need to calm down," Dominique spoke, his voice a mix of urgency and remorse as he looked around, still unsure of where the voice was coming from.
"I told you that if you made her cry, I was going to shoot you in the leg," Diablo's voice echoed, filled with a simmering anger that sent a shiver down Dominique's spine.
Dominique was not afraid of a a lot of things but getting on the devil's bad side was not on his to do list.
"I know, I know. I messed up, and I will make things right, I swear," Dominique replied, his voice heavy with shame.
