DEREK'S POV:

I cocked a brow at him and smirked. He knew who I was all along. The man in the hoodie, the reason he had his eyes on me during our last meeting, was because he knew who I was. Certainly, there was someone behind him. Someone who was very close to me and knew a good amount of the tactics I always use.

"Did she spread her legs wide open for you to come after me?" I questioned but he didn't say anything. He only gave me a dead stare. I chuckled. The boldness of the man. "Why am I even asking? She did. Or else, how would...