C85 Unexpected Rescues

“Marcus, they’re right here collectively,” I said, my voice trembling with barely contained anger. “Ethan and Sophia—they’re preserving hands, guffawing like they don’t have care inside the international. They’re moving into the car now.”

I heard Marcus sigh on the other quit. “I’m sorry, Helen. I realize this isn’t what you desired to peer.”

“I want you to do something for me,” I said