“Come on,” Derrick said standing and taking Victoria by the
hand.
“Where are we going?”
“To my place. You want answers and I think I know how to get
them.”
“What is this?” Victoria asked, peering through the glass of
the door in Derrick’s basement. “Derrick? We can’t…”
“We can and we will,” he said, pushing through the door and
into the room. The man dangling from the wall looked up at the sound of
footsteps approaching.
