THANE'S POV.

Paul pushed his glasses down the bridge of his nose for what could be the hundredth time.

“Stop fidgeting, Paul,” I said with my eyes fixed on my phone. His anxiety was getting on my nerves. What is it about Marcus that had everyone uncomfortable about him? Imogen thought he was somewhat insane; Paul thinks he's a psychopath, but in reality, he's just a troublesome, embittered man I badly want to pour acid on and end his misery of a life.

“He should have been here ten minutes ago,” Paul said; he managed to steel his face in a tight expression, but I could see the anxiety brewing...