EVELYN'S POV
It's been two weeks already, two weeks since Marcel had gone on his business trip, two weeks I had not been able to reach him. Although we had a little bit of an argument, a last-minute fight, he promised to be back soon.
I, on the other hand, had taken a cue on the lead I had, coming to the town as an undercover agent. Although Claire had me fired from my job, something out there was still fishy, and I knew I needed to find out about it.
"It's late; come on in; I wouldn't want you catching a cold, you know?" she asked, peering through the window. I flashed a bright smile, reassuring her that I was just fine.
"It's okay, Mary; I'll be back soon," I responded. She nodded before retreating back towards the room. A loud sigh eased its way through my lips. I was also
