Marcus stared at me waiting for an explanation that made sense. Words wouldn't work here. There was no way to explain what I was fighting without sounding like I'd completely lost my mind.
The only way he'd believe me was if I showed him directly, let him see it through my eyes.
"Not here," I said. "We need to go somewhere private."
"Why?"
"Because what I'm about to show you is going to be terrifying and I don't want you screaming in the middle of my apartment where neighbors can hear."
That didn't exactly reassure him but he nodded anyway. We drove to the warehouse district in his car, neither of us talking during the ride. The tension in the vehicle was thick enough to cut.
He parked in an abandoned lot surrounded by empty buildings that hadn't seen activity in years. Nobody around
