Chapter 83. Meeting with Charles

Drake's POV

“How do you know me?” I asked him in surprise when he mentioned my name. He sounded so confident, you would think that we are acquainted with each other, you would never believe that we are just meeting for the first time. He scoffed at my question and tried to shut the door in my face, but I wedged the door with my foot, stopping him from walking out on me.

“Get the hell out of my house, Drake. I don’t want trouble.” He let out furiously, and he tried to force my foot off and shut the door, but failed miserably. 

“You don’t know me, do you? Because, if you did, you would know that you can’t shut the door in my fucking face, not unless you have a death wish!” I threatened fiercely, making his eyes go wide in surprise.

I pulled out my gun from behind me and I pushed him out of the way forcing my way into his house. But I regretted my actions when I saw his kid standing right behind him. I saw his eyes moving backward while we