The flow of time here compared to Earth was approximately 12 to 1. Derek gave himself one month in Earth's time to complete this mission, which meant he could stay in this plane for a little over a year.
At that moment, two men in black quickly approached Sarah.
"Miss Sarah, you've had some time to consider now. What's your decision regarding that matter?" Of the two, a bald man with sunglasses asked emotionlessly.
Sarah was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She suddenly exploded in anger. "That's a treasure my grandfather left me. I'll never sell it to you guys!"
The bald man in black was was unconcerned. He merely smiled. "Then I'll have to ask Miss Sarah to consider this some more for a few more days."
He put a black cap on his head and added, "Our Deathstrike Corporation never coerces people to sell anything. Miss Sarah can rest assured of this."
