Victoria
"Then we run," I said. "We get money from somewhere and we run."
"With what money?" Marcus asked. His voice was rising. He looked around to make sure no one was listening. "Sarah has my salary cut at seventy percent. I'm making nothing. You're in the same situation." He grabbed the counter. "Victoria, we can't run. We can't hide. We can't do anything."
"So what do you want to do?" I snapped. "Just sit here and wait for Crowley to kill us?"
"I don't know!" Marcus looked at me like I was supposed to have the answer. Like I was supposed to fix this. "I thought that if we just got through this, if we just paid back Sarah's money, everything would be okay. But it's not okay. It's never going to be okay."
I pulled away from him. "This is your fault."
"My fault?"
"Ye
