Soren smiled innocently, “I was just about to tell you that when Isis interrupted me.”
I couldn’t force myself to smile this time, and I heard him say, “I wanted to let you know, I found out the issues you had with your stepbrother, and I wanted you to know that you don’t have to worry about him anymore. It’s taken care of,” he smiled. “However, now I figured you probably would’ve handled it yourself. Very well done just now.”
Instead of thanking him, I only stared for a moment before I got a little worried. “You said you handled Derek?”
“Yes, Ro. He’s taken care of. You don’t ever have to worry about him again,” Soren replied.
My eyes widened. “What do you mean by ‘taken care of’…? Did you, did you kill him? That’s why Isis came?”
Soren laughed, “No! Of course not. I just made sure he knew to never mess with you again and then sent him far, far away.”
Although I didn’t particularly like Derek, I was relieved that Derek wasn’t dead.