PHILIP POV
"Who is the man?" I asked, my voice trembling in anger as I confronted Derick. The scenes of Ariel's brutal encounter were still fresh in my mind, and that there was a certain someone to save her got my blood boiling. "How could this have happened?" I growled to myself.
"I have the video, sir," Derrick said with caution, being measured in his tone. "I try to enhance it to get a clear picture of the man's face." The words hung in the air as desperation crept in.
"Alright, Derick," I replied, urgency taut in my words. "Come to my house immediately. I need to see that video for myself." I could not stop questions and fears from running inside my brain.
The calmness I tried hard to hold on to was fast slipping as I waited for Derick to show up. I was furious and helpless, caugh
