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She kicked the door open.

"Dom!" She whispered.

"Fabby!" Dom called weakly.

Fabiola ran towards him, she tried to support him to stand up. "Can you walk?" She asked softly.

He drew in a deep breath, "I think so. Get me a gun!" Even in his pain, his voice still held dark authority.

"You sure? How about you stay here and then I'll come for you later?" Mila suggested.

"Am not dead, am I?" Dom looked at her. He could barely open his eyes widely due to the swellings on his face…his whole body.

"No, you are not!"

"Good, then do not ask me to sit here and do nothing!" He leaned on the wall and tried to balance his weight on his legs.

"You are bleeding." He remarked when he noticed the cut on her arm.

"Nothing serious, just a flesh wound." She brushed it off.

"By the way, do you have any idea where Brantley is being held? They got him too." Mila looked at him.

"That jerk! Don't bother about him, they would not hurt him." Dom stated nonchalantly and began limping his way out.

"What do you mean
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