DOMINIC My phone buzzed in my pocket as Sam and the rest of my bodyguards escorted me out of the hospital. Only a few reporters had remained as the majority had gone home.“Hello?” My voice echoed through the phone as I answered it.“Mr Sinclair, it's Agent Merle, the FBI director,” the voice said, calm but polite.“Hmm.” I chuckled, stretching back on my seat. “Are you calling to arrest me again?”“Absolutely not, sir,” he said in an apologetic tone. “The other day was a mistake and I'm terribly sorry.”“I forgive you,” I replied with a smirk as I brought out a pack of cigarettes from my pocket. “So, what's the latest?”“We're still not sure, sir.” Merle said, “I mean, we've inspected the entire place for fingerprints or anything, but still we got nothing.”As he spoke, I lit the piece of the cigarette between my lips. Then, I blew the smoke out the window before offering a piece to Sam.“So you're saying that the fire was in fact, a freak accident?” I hissed, dragging another sip o
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