Iris POV
“This can’t be happening!” I muttered under my breath as Marco rounded the corner. We had avoided my apartment building just in time. We were on our way back to my unit, and were about to enter the basement car park, when the receptionist at the lobby had sent me a message saying that uniformed men were looking for me and were on their way to my unit. She could not do anything as there were many of them and had presented a search warrant from the king himself. How she was able to send me a text message, I didn’t know. Good thing too, I was able to read the message right away.
“How did they find out about you? About us?” Marco slammed his hand against the steering wheel.
I breathed out heavily as I stared out of my tinted car.
“Most probably it’s your best friend. I told you.
