I had barely stepped into the training area when Marcus walked toward me.
“Bella, wait.”
I stopped. His face was serious. “What happened?”
“We need to talk before we start.”
I looked around. “About what?”
“Not here.”
He led me toward a quieter corner near the back of the gym. I followed, but my mind was already racing.
Marcus lowered his voice. “Something happened yesterday.”
“What?”
“A man came here after you left.”
My stomach tightened. “What man?”
“He asked about you.”
I stared at him. “Asked what?”
“When you normally come in. How long you stay. Things like that.”
I stared at him. “Did you tell him anything?”
“No.”
“Who was he?”
“I don’t know. Tall. Dark jacket. Sunglasses. He left in a black car.”
I immediately thought about the vehicle outside.
Marcus noticed my exp
