Derrick felt a surge of anger, and it took every ounce of his willpower not to use force to achieve his ends. Narrowing his eyes he says<strong>"Because the people I'm here with are after their own agenda, I'm not in any way shape or form affiliated with the United States Armed Forces...the people who sent us out here? They know exactly what I'm here for, and I have authorization to bring her stateside."</strong>However he wasn't able to suppress his anger for long, and through gritted teeth Derrick remarked<strong>"She's my daughter, and she belongs with me....."</strong>It was just then something crossed his mind. Franka wouldn't be allowed to get that close to Jasmine, had her mother still been alive.<br/><br/>Derrick held his hand over his mouth as the realization sunk in,<strong>"...Rosa....fuck."</strong>Closing his eyes for a moment, his fist balled up and he punched a nearby tree with an incredible amount of force. It felt like he had been kicked in the gut. Rosa, was dead? It was impossible, he had left her with her for safekeeping as he tried to mend bridges to get the two of them passports so they could come stateside. Wiping at his eyes slowly, Derrick looked back to Franka<strong>"Jasmine's....mother, what happened to her?"</strong>He needed to hear it for himself, he needed to know.