The Almighty Dominance

Jericho Kane? What does he want with the Heaven Root?" Alex ed.

*I heard his daughter's suffering from a rare genetic heart condition, and he thinks the Heaven Root can save her," Kelly explanted, glancing at Alex

"Bella Kane?" Alex repeated.

"Yes," Kelly confirmed.

Alex let out a weary sigh. He imagined Bella hiding her pain beneath an elegant façade. No wonder Jericho Kane spoiled her every whim and excused her worst habits.

"Alex, how should we handle this?" Kelly asked, her tone unsettled by the news. "I've got to get my hands on that Heaven Root," Alex declared without hesitation. "There's no time to waste. I'll head to Vermont today."

He stepped outside the clinic and was stunned to see a group of homeless men clashing with two brutish thugs lugging a drum. The looks on those thugs' faces made it clear they were up to no good.

"What's going on here?" Alex demanded.

"Doc, these two louts were about to pour oil around the clinic," one of the homeless men said.

"We figure they planned on burning the place down."

Another homeless man nodded. "You treat us for free, so they must have a death wish trying to torch this clinic."

The two hulking men sneered at the ragtag group. "Mind your own business, you filthy beggars,". one spat.

He raised a foot and kicked at one of the homeless men.

Immediately, the others retaliated, hurling empty bottles and whatever they could grab.

Furious at the uprising, the man tried swinging at them, but the homeless group scattered, still pelting him with debris as they darted around.

Alex's eyes narrowed.

"Someone pay you to burn this clinic?" he asked, his voice low and dangerous.

put a price on your head,

snapped open a folding knife and stalked toward

much?" Alex asked

the

life sure isn't worth

lunged. "That ten grand is for your

the same knife and drove

hell are you doing?" the first

he felt his own arm twist as if some unseen

each other again and again, unable to

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collapsed pale ar trembling, until they lay still in a crimson pool One of the homeless men edged closer to Alex, eyes full of shock.

cool. "They were hired to kill me. Couldn't even decide who'd claim

spat

They counted

homeless men rifled through the dead

bodies would be

liis mind: the Heaven Root was vital, and such a rare herb wouldn't come

arrived at the

the lounge, a commanding figure whose gaze burned

Jericho asked, his voice cold

stare head-on. "I'm here

for you, I need it myself. I'm

heart disease," Alex said flatly. "The Heaven Root

"You're no doctor. You're just some Kingwell's dog with a knack for violence, so don't lie

other day, I'll let that slide. Otherwise, I'd have tossed you out on your back

his seat and glared. "You're not getting the Heaven Root. Dream

Alex exhaled slowly.