15: Wrong Turn Pt. 2

“Derrick?! What the hell are you doing here are you trying to get yourself killed?” Immediately she realized the absurdity in her statement and sighed as she lowered her weapon. He smiled at her, eyed the door frame and nodded.

“Do you mind?”

“What? Oh, yeah come in.” Derrick stepped over the threshold, closed and locked the door behind him. “How did you even find me?” Motioning toward her arm, Victoria’s eyes moved to the glowing red bracelet that she’d made several attempts to remove and frowned. “You put a tracker on me?!” 

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