Chapter 37

When Dallas was driving the lady on the busy road, he asked of her name. The mask was still on his face.

"Vivian," she said.

"A beautiful name," Dallas said

Vivian was glad that Den compliment her. Am I his type? She asked herself.

"Thank you. I love your name. Den is beautiful to say. A place where lion lives. No other animal can dare to play in the den."

Dallas smiled.

"Who gives you the name?" Vivian asked.

Dallas remembers the night he fights a boxer, who called himself the lion. The night was when he named himself the den.

"My mother named me that."

"Really? That's so amazing to hear."

"Who send you to take their pictures?" Dallas asked.

"Master John. He was the boss of a secret group. He was also the friend of the late Lieutenant Brandon Torrington."

Dallas looked at her. "Tell me more."

"My master must not know I tell you this. But because you are the Den, I will tell you more," she said.

“Master John was working with Lieutenant Brandon back then. They came together to stop Dra

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