They lean toward Dante having perished.
When Derek received the call from his men, he put it on speaker. So when those words were spoken, everyone in the living room heard them loud and clear.
In the heavy silence, Bonnie drew a sharp breath and slowly closed her eyes. She should have known from the moment of the explosion what the outcome would be. A man like Dante, once he made his decision, would never leave himself a way back.
Her chest tightened, her fingertips tingled with numbness. Abruptly, she stood and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Derek, however, caught the key detail. His brows furrowed. "You said the tissue samples aren't enough to confirm death?"
On the other end, the subordinate hesitated before answering. "Yes, sir. That's what the experts concluded. But the blast was severe,it's possible other remains were destroyed."
Before Derek could press further, the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it," Wade said, rising at once.
