Daysha’s head jerked back slightly at Derevko’s answer. Which didn’t make a lick of sense. So far during her visit there was a lot of ‘what the fuck’ going through her head. “Who the hell kidnaps someone and lets them go, especially without wanting something in return?” One of her hands flipped into the air. “If they tortured you just for the sheer enjoyment of it, are they some kind of sadists or what?” Her head leaned toward the ex Agent. “Did you even see what they looked like?”
The Detective wasn’t really struggling, besides Darrin’s place in her basement was free anyway. “Hey, if you need help. I’d make it work.” Shrugging a little Daysha added. “Besides, there’s always another Jackson.” Which was clearly a reference to her dad. She never understood how those two got along for so many years. Although Doug was less feisty than she was.
Daysha had some weird flash from the Beauty and the Beast Disney movie. Where the beast was bitching about Belle.
Gawd, throw me a fricken bone here man.