"My father had taught me to be nice first, because you can always be mean later, but once you've been mean to someone, they won't believe the nice anymore. So be nice, be nice, until its time to stop being nice, and then destroy them." -Laurell K. Hamilton.
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I blinked and then stared at the screen of my phone in what can be best described as shock. After a moment the screen went blank and I slowly stood up from my seat on the sofa.
"Oh no..." I trailed off as I suddenly began to pace the room.
This was certainly not good. Marcus knew of my identity and that changed everything. I wasn't afraid. Certainly not. That wasn't the case. It was that him knowing my identity decreased the chances of getting him back into jail.
"Marcus is going to be mad," Quinton mumbled, rubbing his ch
