Marcus’s POV
I couldn’t sleep again. The bar stool felt cold under me as I stared at the half-empty glass in front of me. Lila’s voice kept repeating in my head. “If you say one word to Elena, I will kill you.” She meant it. I knew she did. She had dangerous friends now, people who did not ask questions. But Elena… she was in real trouble.
I could not just sit here anymore.
I finished the drink and left the bar. My hands were in my pockets but they still shook a little. I owed Elena. I had hurt her before. I had been stupid and selfish. This could be my way to make it right. Even if it cost me everything.
I pulled out my phone and called Sofia. She answered after a few rings. Her voice was tired.
“Marcus? It is late. What is going on?”
“I need to talk to you,” I said. “In person. It
