Marcus POV

"I need your help."

"You have my time, bro," he said.

"Meet me at the old house."

"See you soon."

I had put a call across to my old pal, Garcia. It's been half a decade since we set eyes on each other. He really wasn't a fan of the public life. He chose to do things privately.

"The glamour and the noise life offers is just not my cup of tea," he would tell us.

Despite that, we all respected and held him in high regard. He was one guy who always looked out for the interest of everyone. The son of a real estate billionaire who...