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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

into the light, I saw the recognition on his face. An eyebrow raised slightly, his eyes widened a

to discuss. Your name is Derek?” I began, keeping my voice even, my tone

do?” he asked. |… I

you sent a little note to

of mine. Especially when those notes aren’t very

what I was referring to. “I’m

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

I watched him lean back in his

was no place for him

you’re going

let it fly, twisting my hips so that all of my muscle was thrown into the punch. I connected with

in pain. Hearing him cry out in anguish was exactly

though. I

hook, followed by a right jab and then another. I hit him several more times, blood flying up and sprinkling my men that were standing nearby. None of them even

Derek cried. “What do you want? I’ll do

said. “That’s what I wanted to hear. Now, I’ll ask the questions, and

answer was a small whimper. That

from?” I asked him, giving him a moment to catch his breath

said,

huh,” I said. “And how do

my sister,” he said, looking into

way I couldn’t describe. I bursted out laughing, and lit into him again, punchng him squarely in the nose and

she’s your sister?

shrieked in pain as blood spurted everywhere. “No! Please! Stepsister..!” he continued. “She’s

tipped my head to the side

seem skeptical. Only then it would pressure

Rosalie’s mother?” I patted his face, “What the f*ck did your mother do to make Rosalie’s father fall for

I cocked my fist.

hit him again. “No! No!,” he said. It was

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

no, it was true!” he explained as fast as he

how did you

all of

was saying. In all of my

told him. “I think you just made that shot up so I’d stop punching you in the face.” | glared at him, but in the back of

done with this jacka*s, and my hand was tired

He grimaced and stared up at me. “You told Rosalie

I can guarantee you, the next person who sees you will be trying to identify your