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?

a daughter. He's mentioned you more than

how he

left me momentarily speechless. My

is it you want to ask me?" Thorsten continued, his hands and feet moving with a surprising mix of strength and

face directly, he kept to the side, almost like he

if you remember someone named Alan Kay. You talked to him about a contract over a decade

Instead, he kept up his sequence of smooth, powerful moves-steps. punches, and twists, all

times before finally slowing down

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

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but there was a calmness and

about a person by looking at their face,

realized he was

I

answers, I knew better than to

slowly opened his eyes

chill down my spine, making my throat tighten

Thorsten took it and wiped his hands,

just threw out one