Chapter 60

MARCUS

Three weeks had passed by since I regained my consciousness, and I still haven’t contacted my family or Nicole.

I don’t know why I haven’t done it but I just knew the time wasn’t right yet.

Besides, I still had some investigation to do.

In the dimly lit room, I peered through this tiny crack, totally fixated on Mariella as she did her thing in her bedroom.

I was glued to every move she made, analyzing every little gesture and soaking up her expressions.

And then bam! I saw her getting ready to bounce, so I quickly dashed back to my room. As soon as I heard the sound of her car zooming away, I kicked into high gear.

I strolled up to her door, being real careful, I pulled a small device from my pocket—a listening device.

The tiny tool held the key to unraveling the secret that surrounded Mariella.

I strategically planted it in a discreet corner of her bedroom, ensuring that it would snatch up every single sound, every hushed whisper that echoed within those four walls.

It wa