Derek POV
Goosebumps licked my skin as we entered the house. There was something odd, something weird about this. Maybe because it was the place I killed my father.
Maybe it was bringing back memories that I preferred to keep to myself, or maybe we have been playing.
“Let's go our separate ways and try our best to kill all the men he has covering for him,” Mark said.
Damien's eyes and mine met, and I could tell that he was having the same creepy feeling as I was having. He shook his head at me, and I nodded, “No, we stick together. The men can go and kill them, but we stick together. We might have an unwanted surprise,“ I said.
Finn and Mark exchanged a puzzled look, and I don't entirely blame them; they don't have the instinct that I and Damien were having.
Both of them shrugged. “I
