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Chapter 111 Soren Met Derek

I rode in the backseat of my car to the location where Thomas had instructed my driver to take me.

“I’m impressed by your little daredevil.”

“What do you mean?”

“I gotta say, had you not told me to keep a close eye, I would’ve been tricked by her.”

I didn’t respond, waiting for him to continue.

“She was selling on the market, and honestly, her products sold pretty well-”.

“Get to your point.”

“Yes, yes, here’s the thing. Most of her customers stopped to talk to her before they picked up their products, except for one. He grabbed a bag from her and walked away.”

I thought for a moment, and asked, “A bag of money?”

Thomas whistled. “Bingo! Impressive, boss.”

I frowned. Why would Rosalie give him money? “You got the guy? What did he say?”

“His name is Derek. He admitted that he had blackmailed her.”

The driver pulled the car to a stop, and I took a few deep breaths, trying to keep my cool.

Whoever that person was, it wouldn’t do for him to see just how agitated I was, not to start with anyway.

I got out of the car, tugging on my cufflinks as I went. I straightened my tie and had a quick look around.

Thomas had picked a great location for this. We were on the outskirts of town, away from houses, in an old warehouse.

Where no one would hear him scream.

A few of my men walked in front of me, others behind, as we approached a side door. The scent of old cardboard hit my lungs as the door whipped open, one of my men holding it for me. It was dark inside, only a bare bulb hanging over the head of our captive.

He stared up into my eyes, and I could see the fear gleaming back at me from his dark orbs. Our footsteps echoed off the concrete floor as we made our way over to where Thomas and a few others stood around him. He was tied to a folding chair, but his mouth wasn’t bound. The stench of his sweat burned my nostrils and stopped me short of the circle of light that illuminated only him.

His lip was bleeding, and his eye was swollen. Other than that, he looked like he’d gotten off easy. This time.

He’d already lost a hand.

Today, he might lose even more.

moment, letting him squirm a bit, letting the anticipation for who I

the recognition on his face. An eyebrow raised slightly, his eyes widened a

a little matter to discuss. Your name is Derek?” I began,

he asked. |… I

I think we do,” I said, “It seems you sent a little note to a friend of mine. And I don’t like it when people like you

Especially when

widened as he realized what I was referring to. “I’m sorry. I

now, Derek,” I held up a finger and wagged it back and forth. “Don’t start making excuses. It’s best not to start making excuses. It doesn’t matter that you didn’t know that she was my friend, or you didn’t realize I would find out, or any of the other

over to him then, and I watched him lean back in his

was no place for

you’re going

hips so that all of my muscle was thrown into the punch. I

was

wasn’t done, though. I was only

jab and then another. I hit him several more times, blood

Derek cried. “What do you want? I’ll

I wanted to hear. Now, I’ll

answer was a small whimper.

a moment to catch his breath with

said,

“And how

he said,

I couldn’t describe. I bursted out laughing, and lit into him again, punchng him squarely in the nose and hearing a crack as the bone splintered. How did he dare

your sister? You ugly

shrieked in pain as blood spurted everywhere. “No! Please!

the side and narrowed my eyes

had to seem skeptical. Only then it would pressure him to

I patted his face, “What the f*ck did your mother do to

I cocked my fist.

was going to hit him again. “No! No!,” he said. It was difficult to understand him because his mouth was so

again. “Go ahead to make up your f*cking

it was true!” he explained as fast as he could. “Her mother died due to a rare

did

turned white all of sudden, and she

In all of my intelligence collecting

shot up so I’d stop punching you in the face.”

done with this jacka*s, and my hand was

b*stard,” I said, stepping forward and grabbing the back of his head. I yanked his head backward, hard. He grimaced and stared up at me. “You told Rosalie you needed

“If I ever hear from you again, I can guarantee you, the