170. Good evening, Sunshine!
Derek went over to the jet to do a round of checks. He had already asked Dwayne to do so and he just had to confirm everything was in shape and ready for his flight. Then he rounded up and headed back home to the grand mansion.
He had driven himself even after the driver was around and was ready to drive him, driving in a posh black Bentley. The car looked brand new, and he wondered if his father ever drove it. As a matrer of fact, most, or he could even say all of the cars in the garage of the grand mansion looked very new although they were old models.
Derek tapped his fingers on the steering wheel as he drove, his eyes fixed on the road but his mind else where. He thought of a text he had received yesterday from the head detective in Simabia, the country where George or Gordon, whatever his name was, had ran off to.