C37 The Price of Desperation

“He’s leaving,” Marcus said, his tone urgent. “He was in there for about twenty minutes this time. I couldn’t see who he was with, but I’m going to follow him; see in which he goes next.”

“Okay,” I said, even though the fear in my chest is nearly overwhelming. “Please, Marcus, be careful.”

“I will,” Marcus promised. “We’re almost there; I can feel it.”

“Ethan’s heading to work as typical