Marcus’ POV
Carlos came back after a little bit with my mate’s phone and laptop. Emma popped her phone out of the case and pulled out a thin chip looking thing. She got up and went over to the TV in the room.
“Carlos, can you hold the TV for me?” She asked. Carlos was more than happy and ready to help. ‘Seems he was serious about making things up to her.’ I thought to myself.
The next thing I know is that I am seeing different screens pop up on the TV. Emma was already back on the bed with her laptop in front of her. “Oh by the way Emma… When I got to the house, Carletta was tearing apart your bedroom. We will need to get you new clothes and stuff. Your PC on your desk was smashed to pieces.” He said.
Emma looked up at him and without saying a word, she started typing on her laptop aga
