The Prey

Lucius wanted me to spy for him.

Spy on Judas. The devil himself.

Oh Lord… what if Judas found out? I’d be as good as dead.

My heart pounded in my chest with an unsteady, suffocating rhythm that threatened almost drowning me in panic.

It didn’t help that I was standing in front of his office door.

Kyle was out. And last night he came back late. And before him I was at the penthouse. I didn’t know how Lucius played his cards, but he was not a loser player.

He knew what he was dealing with.

And I, I still had no idea what I was doing....