Marcus's POV
I park the vehicle in the available space in front of the cafe I was originally supposed to meet Anna and turn the engine off. Turning to look at Anna in the back seat with Peter, I felt a lump in my throat when I saw the look on her face. She was both confused and angry. Confused I understood, but the anger gave way to my own confusion.
"Why don't we head in? Courtney said she'll be close behind in her car," Damien said as he exited the front passenger seat and Anna and Peter did the same.
As I armed the alarm, Courtney pulled up next to us and followed us into the cafe.
A young girl showed us to a booth and we gave her our orders. Anna was still avoiding my gaze as she fiddled with her cellphone in her hand. I open my mouth to say something, but she beats me to it.
"Oka
