Chapter Forty-Eight

Damien's POV

“Send cars out to track the trucks. If you find them, don’t let them get away,” I commanded the men, who immediately went into cars and drove out to find the perpetrators.

Seeing Lauren’s mother in front of me somehow fueled my anger towards Katarina. I had the sudden urge to walk into the house and end all of it once and for all, but all I could do was bend down by her body and stare.

“I’m sorry that this happened to you,” I apologized, taking her arms and setting them beside her properly. “I couldn’t be there to find you in time, and I couldn’t protect your daughter the way I had promised to.”

“If there’s one thing I’m sure of, it’s the fact that the people who did this to you and Lauren are not going to get away with it,” I gave her my word.

I carried her into the house and set her on one of the couches, calling out to the rest of the guards who had not left in the trucks to prepare a befitting funeral for her.

“Katarina,” I sai