Camila POV
I stared at Mark's back as he led the way back into the cabin. He turned on the lights, bathing the living room in a warm golden glow. I shut the door behind me loudly to draw his attention.
It worked, he turned to me. "Camila,"
"Who were those people?" I questioned, narrowing my eyes at him.
"They're friends of mine." He said without hesitation.
"Friends that meet each other in the middle of the night?" I walked up to him, standing in front of him with my arms folded across my chest. "You and I both know that's a lie."
He stared down at me, his eyes unreadable. "It's nothing important, okay? I won't intentionally put you or Maia in danger."
That's not reason enough. I can't help but feel that he's hiding something from me. He's staring right at me, but his eyes are w
