"You know I am here to listen," inquired Hazel, who felt something was not quite right.
Vincent's silence was an indication that he was going through some brain-wracking thoughts.
"Maybe I am wrong, but there is something I need to make sure of." Vincent climbed off the couch and gave Hazel a forehead kiss.
"I will call you later," he said and walked out of the house without saying anything further.
On his way out of the building, Vincent called Derek and asked him to meet him at their hangout spot.
Vincent got in the car and drove to the bar, where he went directly to the VIP area and met Derek.
"I had assumed you would not want to speak with me-ahh" Vincent gave Derek a forceful blow to the face before he could finish.
Derek stumbled back and spit the blood from his mouth. "Now that's a good approach."
Vincent fumed in anger and was about to punch Derek but stopped when he didn't flinch and looked right into his eyes.
