Chapter 160

• Marcel’s POV
• I arrived at the factory later than I should have—though not by much. The delay wasn’t exactly traffic or car trouble, at least not in the usual sense. I had taken a detour to pay a visit to Drakco and his gang, and that little confrontation had eaten into my morning.
• Scaring off thugs and intimidating gang leaders used to give me a certain thrill. Not anymore. Now, it’s just noise—noise that distracts me from the one thing clawing at my mind like a shadow in the dark.