Derek's POV
Dressed in neat clothes, I walked next to Mark. After exquisite disguise, right now, I was just like an inconspicuous bodyguard.
Our destination was an ancient castle dating back to the last century.
According to the agreed arrangement, Mark and I got out of the car in the distance and walked there.
As soon as we arrived, we saw the rusty iron gate open automatically as if welcoming us in silence.
The castle was built by some foreigners, and now, they still owned it.
Since it had been deserted for a long time, wild roses crept all over the walls.
In the dim light, it made me feel like I was in a medieval vampire mansion.
A few crows were perched on the walls, adding to the eerie atmosphere.
Inside, it was dead quiet. The only sounds were the thud of our heavy Martin bo
