Samantha's POV
“Marcus.” The name hung there, weighty and threatening. I glanced at Alex, trying to make sense of everything, and my heart hammered. Though there was always someone larger, someone dragging strings from the shadows, this was different. This felt personally, quite dangerously intimate.
Alex's face had become white, his typically assured manner faltering as he at last mentioned the name. Clearly, he was afraid, and that alone made me more afraid than anything Jared had ever done. If Alex was terrified, we were dealing with something far worse than we had thought.
"Who is he?” My voice just above a whisper, I asked. "What wants Marcus?"
Frustrated, Alex ran a hand through his hair and saw every line of his face reflected. Unlike Jared, he is not like Marcus... he is incred
