Chapter 94

Derek

I groaned to myself as I stood up from my bed. I had barely slept last night, what between working in paperwork, dealing with interrogating another of Gerard’s spies in the secret dungeon beneath the mansion and drinking away those unpleasant memories… i was very exhausted to say the least.

I walked over to the door and flung it open. Upon seeing my best friend’s face I shut it again with a loud slam.

“Go the fuck away,” i snarled, even though I felt glad to see he had returned from the mission safely.

I put on my shirt over my naked torso as he opened the door and walked in, chuckling.

“Come on, Derek,”he teased me. “Don’t act like you aren’t leased to see me, brother.“

I sneered at him, wondering idly why he looked so happy. Usually on a mission he would return exhausted and relieved but not this happy.

Something has happened.

And I had to find out what.

“Alright,” l gestured to the chair for him to sit while I slipped onto the armchair. “Talk.”

“Whatever do you mean, Derek?”