Until The End

CHAPTER 4 - AND... BOOM!

Once the software was handed over to the cops, Dylan led Nadia out of Leamington. As she walked beside him, Nadia could feel every eye on them. The lobby that had been busy when she came to the hotel, had a profound silence now. Police officers were walking around the place, speaking into their two-way radios while the guests and staff, sat silently, observing everything happening around them.

The two of them were the only people who could walk freely around the place and Nadia felt terrible for leaving Derek behind. However, there was nothing she could do about it. The cops had insisted on keeping him until the investigation was complete and she couldn't argue with them. The man who could argue, though, didn't seem interested in doing so.

Dylan watched Nadia from the corner of his eyes as she walked next to him, lost in her thoughts. He had underestimated her, not just today, but also at that cafe, two years ago.

His chauffeur drove the car towards the exit as soon as they stepped out of the hotel. The guard, who was standing next to the exit, came forward to open the car door for him.
"This is where you thank me, Hayden".

"For making my firm lose their biggest client?" Nadia asked, feigning innocence.

"For making sure you don't get yourself killed in there" Dylan said. The statement worried Nadia, once again, for her friend.

"Will Derek be alright?" She asked in a genuinely concerned voice.

"Your boyfriend? He'll live" Dylan answered to see her eyes narrow at him. "It will be a simple investigation. There won't be any problem, not unless he creates one for himself".

Now, that was something to be concerned about, Nadia thought. Derek and problems went hand in hand.

Pushing that thought to the back of her head, Nadia looked up at Dylan. The gold in his hazel eyes sparkled in the sunlight, making them appear to be the most gorgeous pair of eyes she ever saw.

"Thank you, Mr VanAssche" Nadia said, finally. Everyone inside the hotel was held back for the investigation that could go on for hours and the only reason she wasn't one of them, was him and Nadia was grateful for that. Even though the hurt and anger she felt at that cafe were still fresh in her mind, Nadia let it go for once. She gave him a polite smile before turning away and striding towards the parking lot.

Dylan watched her leave, standing still for a few second and then got inside the car, waiting for him. His guard closed the door and walked around to the front, sitting shotgun. The engine of the Rolls Royce purred and the chauffeur drove off to the company's headquarters.

Later that evening, Dylan VanAssche sat inside his magnificent office, on the topmost floor of the largest building at his headquarters finalizing everything before calling it a day when Markus barged in.

"I hate cops!" He announced, taking a seat across the desk. Dylan raised his eyes, from the file he was reading, without lifting his chin to look at him. Markus was leaning back in the chair, eyes closed and massaging his temples with his thumb and index finger.

"You were the one dying to help everyone" Dylan said as a matter of fact and went back to read the file.

Markus straightened in his chair and bend forward, placing his hands on the massive desk. "I wanted to help people get out of that shitty hotel, not get stuck in there myself for five freaking hours!"

Putting the file aside, and pretending to ignore his friend, Dylan grabbed one of his notepads and started to write. He scribbled some words on the paper, then stopped, taking a moment to think.

The last and the only other time when he had actually made an effort with a similar letter, it was purely a tease. He had sent it as a taunt, intending nothing but to annoy the person it was addressed to. He never got a reply to that and he hadn't expected to get one.