Chapter 35 What If?

• Marley's eyes glimmered with interest, he took a few steps closer to me. "What do you mean by Diego is sick?" He inquired, with a raised eyebrow.
• "That's all I've got to tell you," I replied, not wanting to give in so much detail. I hated Diego and I wanted to get revenge, but Marley doesn't seem like the right guy to tell all of those. I'd rather keep it to myself.
• He used a finger to raise my chin, making sure I maintained eye contact with him. He squinted his eyes, staring at me intensely. "Are you being serious? Remember, it's your mother's life on the line."