Heartbroken, Duncan rented a hotel room and mourned over what he had with Gwen. He wasn't just going to go and get her back though, he couldn't, not after she'd already rejected him, and not let him see his own flesh and blood – his daughter.
'KNOCK, KNOCK!'
There was a knock at the door, but Duncan wasn't in the mood for talking. Until it happened again, the door being practically knocked down.
Duncan scuttled out of his blankets and went to open the door.
"Miss me?" It was him, the man from the dirt track who had the dodgy car.
"You!" Said Duncan, "How did you know where I was?"
"I followed you here."
"That's a little creepy..."
"Do you want my help or not?"
"Help with what?"
"Getting that girl back, I know you're the one who really loves her."
"What can you possibly do that is legal, one of the reasons she left me is because I got put in prison."
"We can frame him for something."
"How? What?"
"You leave that to me..."
"I think we've got an action plan in process!"
"I think we do!"