Evelyn stopped in her tracks, the cold whisper from Marcus echoing inside her ears like a dirty curse. She turned her head slowly, her blue eyes sharp as steel as she glared at the ugly, defeated man beside her.

Marcus had a dark, nasty grin stretched across his face. Even though he had just suffered a total, embarrassing defeat in front of every reporter in the city, his eyes were full of crazy revenge.

"What did you say?" Evelyn asked in a low, dangerous voice.

Marcus leaned closer, keeping his voice down so the surrounding news cameras could not pick up his words. "You think you won today, girl? You...