C74 Through the Cracks

“He’s by myself, ma’am,” Marcus said, and I could almost hear the comfort in his voice. “He’s in a meeting with a pair of men, in all likelihood business-associated. It looks as if nothing suspicious is going on.”

A wave of remedy washed over me, my body sagging in opposition to the bed in reaction. “Thank God,” I breathed, the anxiety slowly easing out of me. “Thank you, Marcus