Chapter 21 / Part Two

"Speak." Concise and crude as always.

I decide to step forward and hold the folder with the information in front of his eyes, causing his expression to change a little at least. I like to put him on edge.

"I already figured out where Melek is." I enjoy his expression and place the papers away from his hand as he tries to snatch them away. "Not so fast, Çakir."

"What do you want now, dammit." He's obviously irritated and I'm glad of that. This asshole deserves death just like his daughter.

"What will you do with this?" I question, seeing that he's losing patience. "Melek is an inconvenience to both of us, so I was thinking..."

"What I do with her is not your problem, Derya. How I handle my family is nobody's problem." He speaks in an irritated tone, looking at me smugly.

"Then I won't give you this," I point to the folder and a laugh escapes me. "On top of me helping you, I have to put up with your presence and stares. You're such a jerk."

"What makes you think you'll walk out of here