(Marcus)
She was quiet, too quiet. I could feel her eyes on me, but I didn’t look up. She thought she was clever sitting there, hiding whatever was on her mind. We built this plan together, every step, every piece. Sophie wouldn’t see it coming. Victoria was supposed to be my partner. My other half in this. But the way she sat now made me wonder if she was drifting from me. I didn’t like it.
I poured another drink, my hand shaking a little, but I told myself it was fine. I needed it. Sophie was the problem, not us. Sophie was the one who kept dodging what we threw at her. Victoria had helped me draw the lines, set the traps, write the messages. She knew how deep we were in this. But her silence now cut through the room. It wasn’t normal. She should have been talking, planning with me, ke
