Chapter thirty one

A few minutes later, Derek was in the backseat of the car with Bryan right beside him. He didn't say a word as his eyes focused on the road. He was dressed in a tight leather shirt and trousers. Both seemed to be bulletproof but Bryan wasn't so sure. "I'm glad you know that we might be in danger," he said and Derek raised a brow at him, "Why do you think I know that?" He asked.

"Because of your dress up," Bryan replied and the old man looked down at his outfit again with a fond smile. "Ironically, my daughter bought this pair for me a few years back when she went to Spain," he replied, his eyes cast far off as if he was relishing the memory.

"Don't worry, she will be fine, we will bring her back, I promise," Bryan assured him. Derek nodded but it was quite clear from the look on his face that he didn't believe in what he said. "Come on, don't tell me you've given up on your daughter already, lord Derek," Bryan said, trying to motivate him.

"What do you think? It's not very easy try
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