Everyone froze in their places, shocked.
Dominic was equally stunned. A faint trace of blood touched the corner of his lips. He wiped it away with his thumb.
He squinted at him. "What's wrong with you?"
"What's wrong?" Lucas snapped. "You have the nerve to ask that? You abandoned the mission again. We were this close to nab that guy, and you left."
Dominic gritted his teeth and muttered, "Mila needed me."
"Is that so?" Lucas snapped. "Valentina confirmed that she was fine, that the threat had been removed. Yet, you left, abandoning everything."
He threw another punch at him, this time harder.
Dominic staggered, his jaw aching. No one intervened. No one could.
The rest of the team exchanged uneasy glances but stayed rooted in place.
Lucas's eyes burned in fury. "Back then, I told you she would become your distraction. And it's now becoming true. You value her more than anything else, more than us."
