Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

Chapter 288

I half-expected to get turned away.

Guess dropping Matthew's name still worked like a charm, especially with Thorsten.

Taking a deep breath, I stepped inside and was greeted by the sight of an old man with graying hair, moving through slow, deliberate self-defense routines in the middle of the room. He's Thorsten?!

I'd done my homework. He wasn't even sixty yet, around the same age as Matthew. In the photos, he looked younger and sharp, but now he seemed to have aged a whole generation beyond Matthew.

Even though I'd read everything I could find on Thorsten, it was hard to reconcile that image with the mant in front of me, focused on his forms like he was one with the air around him. For a second, I wondered if I'd gotten the wrong guy. "So, what do you want?" Thorsten asked, not even pausing his movements, executing each form with precision.

That voice left no doubt-it really was Thorsten Drago

Why he looked so different now, I didn't want to guess took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Drago, hi. I'm Keira Kay."

"I know who you are," he replied, not missing a beat in his routine.

I froze, my heart suddenly racing.

He knew who I was. Did that mean he knew why I was here, too?

Had Cole already tipped him off?

you like a daughter. He's mentioned you more than

that's how

momentarily speechless. My

ask me?" Thorsten continued, his hands and feet moving

still hadn't seen his face directly, he kept to the side, almost like

took a steadying breath. "Mr. Drago, I wanted to ask if you remember someone named Alan Kay. You talked

he kept up his sequence of smooth, powerful moves-steps. punches, and twists, all flowing like he was in his

before finally slowing

together, he raised his hands to chest height and took a series of slow, deep breaths, lifting and lowering his

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saw his face clearly. It wasn't much different from the photos I'd seen, but there was a calmness and gentleness

person by looking at

realized he was regulating

I

answers, I knew better than to

almost five minutes, Thorsten slowly opened

spine, making my throat

him a towel. Thorsten took it and wiped his hands, then asked, "How

my question, just threw