CHAPTER 78
MARCO
STRATEGIES
The call came when my patience was already threadbare. I felt it before I heard it, the subtle shift in the wards, the low hum tightening in my chest. Then the phone vibrated against the desk. I stared at it for a second longer than necessary, jaw clenched, wondering why he's calling me when I just ended a secret call, before picking it up.
“Talk,” Travis said.
“I'm the one who's supposed to say that since you're the one who called. And how do you know I have something to say. Did you bug me?”
“Marco…” He said tiredly.
I didn’t waste timeafter that. “Matteo’s on his way.”
He laughed, sharp and humorless. “You’re joking.”
I let out a sigh. “I wish I was.” I pushed back from the desk and stood, pacing the length of the study. The room felt smaller than
