"We don't have to talk business right now," Dominick replies to him. "Can I get you a drink?"

"I don't want a fucking drink," Tyler snaps at him. "I want answers!"

Dominick looks back at him in shock, as Tyler has never taken that tone with him before. "Son, I know…"

"You know what I know?" Tyler cuts him off, glaring at his father. "I know that it was a Robertson Enterprises truck that hit Kim's car the night of the ice storm. I know that your company killed my son."