Marcus pulled away from me even before I could say anything. He passed the tray of coffee to Erin, smiling. "Sorry, Erin. I'm going to have to steal your best friend right away. We're a little behind schedule."
"It's okay. Just make sure she comes home tonight," she said as she pulled out one of the coffee from the tray then sipped. Another pang of guilt stabbed my gut, a deep cut searing deep within me as I watched her languid motion towards the kitchen.
Marcus held my hand, signaling me to take our leave but my body couldn't move an inch; not with my best friend whom I dragged along with me in this foreign city then ended up locked in this old house.
"You can go ahead. I'll have to get something," I said in a low tone, almost a whisper.
He frowned. "I can wait here."
"Go. I'll be th
