Lydia’s POV
I turned to him sharply. “Marcus,” I said, “I think we should let Harry get the treasure for us.”
He looked at me like I had lost my mind. “What? Why him?”
I rolled my eyes. “Don’t look at me like that. I don’t trust him either, not even a little. But that’s the point. If he really wants to be useful like he claims, let’s give him something risky. Let’s use him.”
Marcus raised a brow. “You seriously want to hand over something this important to Harry?”
I stood up. “We’ve already tried with that other guy, and it’s taking too long. Besides, if Harry messes up, we lose nothing. But if he gets it… maybe we can use him even more. Not trust him, just use him.”
I walked to the window, my mind still racing. “Call the other guy. Tell him to stop for now. I don’t want two people
