Chapter 60

In the dimly lit cabin, tension crackled in the air like static electricity. Eve's glare pierced Marcus, her eyes holding a mix of frustration and apprehension. "I knew this was a bad idea. We shouldn't have involved him," she accused, her tone heavy with disapproval, "It is bad enough that we are on Lucius' radar. Then you go and get us involved with a fugitive." Marcus, standing tall and defiant, met her gaze with an unyielding stare. "Watch your tone," he growled, a hint of warning in his voice, his posture rigid with restrained irritation. Eve took a step forward, her stance unyielding. "Or what?" Her voice dripped with defiance, her gaze locked onto Marcus's, challenging his authority. Before the confrontation escalated, Vincent inserted himself between them, diffusing the tension. "Eve," he warned, his voice a low rumble, a subtle plea for calm. "We do not have time for this," Vincent continued, turning his attention to Marcus. "There's a lot at stake, and we can't afford int