Martin's POV
I was in the middle of reviewing security footage from the drop-off when the call came in.
One of my lieutenants sounded nervous. "Boss… there was a shooting at the exchange point. Lirien was hit. Chest wound. The Korrens got him out, but he's in bad shape."
The words hit me harder than I expected.
I stood up slowly, placing my hands on the desk to steady myself. A sharp, unfamiliar pain twisted in my chest. Not regret for the plan, I had always intended to return the Omega, but something deeper. Lirien was innocent in all of this. Young. Beautiful. Carrying life now. And someone had put a bullet in him.
"I didn't order any shooting," I said coldly into the phone. "Find out who the fuck went rogue."
