“Easy, there"s no threat here.” His good looks were hard to ignore as deep brown eyes reflected the sincerity in his voice, and he sat beside the young man. He reached out and patted him on the shoulder and smiled.
Whatever paralyzed me released, and I jumped to my feet and stood closer to my sister with the rock still in my grip. “Who are you?”
“Hey, I"m Marcus. This here is Shaun.” Marcus" sleeveless shirt showed off muscular arms and shoulders.
“Why doesn"t Shaun talk?” Beth interrogated.
“Not sure if he ever spoke, but maybe at one time.” Marcus pointed to his head. “Erased.”
The word erased caused a knot to form in my stomach. “What do you mean?”
“Did you come from C.E.C.I.L.?” Marcus rubbed the heel of his hand over the stubble that covered his chin.
My heart skipped at the me
