Alya POV
It was spoken so softly like Emily had just breathed out. However, I could not be wrong. It was a name I know.
Marco.
“Mmm…” Emily started again. I could see she was having difficulty speaking again and her breathing seemed labored. “Mmahr… co.”
The ‘r’ was almost silent, but I knew it was there.
“It’s Marco? Emily, I only know one Marco, but there could be a lot of Marcos out there. I need you to give me his last name.” I was getting frantic but I needed to control myself. There was something in me that wanted to get the name out of Emily even if it would take every ounce of her strength, but, at the same time, I didn’t want to push her and get herself in trouble. Her body needed rest.
Damn! Could it be Marco, Leo’s friend? I could not just assume it was him. Should I tel
