Anger welled up within Dominic, fueling his determination. He couldn't let his friend's sacrifice be in vain.
From his hiding place he could tell that Kieran wasn't dead. He was simply finding it hard to breathe and he needed medical attention.
Who were these people and who had sent them?
Was it Sinclair?
This had to be an attack on us by the man or his father. Either one of them had to be the culprit.
With a newfound resolve, he reached for his own weapon which he didn't like to use. It had been a very long time since he had used his gun. This time he was ready to do it and he would take that life he was dreading from taking.
Steadying his aim as he took careful aim at the distant assailant, he started to say a mantra to steady his nerves.