Dead End

Derek's POV

He doesn't reply to me immediately but instead passes across some coded message to the rest of the men, and they take their sweet time circling us, forming a tight barricade around the car.

I clench my fist, knowing that this situation is one that I won't be able to get out of easily.

What do you want from me? I say, trying for another approach.

"You're asking unnecessary questions, ma