Derek's POV
I jolted awake, my heart racing as I struggled to shake off the remnants of my dream. "Was it just a dream?" I muttered, confusion etched in my voice. Glancing around the room, I realized that it wasn't a dream at all. He had actually escaped. How could I have let this happen? I should have taken his life the moment I had him in my grasp. Now, he's gone, slipping through my fingers like sand.
The events played out in my mind, and I couldn't help but question myself. Why didn't he arm me? I was completely defenseless, and he took advantage of that. I thought back to the encounter, the moment I saw him standing there, taunting me. How did he manage to elude me so easily? These thoughts swirled in my head, confusion evident on my face.
"Let's get the f**k out of here," a sudden
