Emma rushed to the Doctor, her voice quivering with urgency. "Take this, save my brother!” she begged, her hands shaking. The Doctor nodded and quickly took action. "I hope we're not too late," he said, his face grim with concern. Emma didn't answer, her eyes fixed on her brother's limp form as he was rushed to the theater. She stood there, her hands clasped together, praying fervently that her brother would survive. Marcus approached her and placed a reassuring hand on her back. "He'll be fine," he said softly. Emma turned to him, tears streaming down her face, and hugged him tightly, sobbing into his chest. "I hope so, I'm so scared," she whispered. Marcus chuckled and patted her back. "Don't be scared, everything will be fine," he said, his voice calm and soothing. Emma nodded, still sniffling, and stayed in his arms for a moment. But then they heard a loud scream and Emma freed herself from Marcus's embrace. She followed Sandra's gaze and gasped in shock. "Marcus, you
Katherine nodded. "I will help you find out who Grey is, but I just need some information from you," she said.But before Marcus could respond, the door burst open and Emma walked in, a huge smile on her face. She rushed over to Marcus and hugged him tightly. "Thank you so much for this, I don't know how to ever repay you," she said, her eyes shining with gratitude.Marcus chuckled and sat up straight, wrapping his hands around hers. "It's nothing, really," he said.But Emma shook her head. "It's something. You don't know what you've done for me," she said, her voice filled with emotion.Then her gaze darted to the others in the room. "Thank you all," she said, smiling. "My father is hosting a party this evening to appreciate everything you've done. You all have to come," she said, pointing at them and smiling.The others nodded and smiled, happy to accept the invitation. "We'd love to come," Katherine said, speaking for the group.Emma's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Great! I'll s
Marcus felt a hand on his shoulder and turned around to see Kathrine. She raised her eyebrows, concerned. "What happened?" she asked."I think I saw Grey here," Marcus said, looking around frantically. Kathrine's frown deepened. "Are you sure?" she asked, her voice firm but worried.Marcus nodded. "Where?" she asked, already starting to walk away."I saw him at the party, chased him, and then...now I can't find him," Marcus explained, his voice rising in anxiety.Kathrine cursed under her breath as she quickened her pace, running to the T-junction. She looked around, but saw no one. "I can't find anyone," she said, turning back to Marcus."Are you sure you saw him?" she asked again, her eyes narrowing."Yes, I saw him! He tapped me, pulled off his mask...and now this!" Marcus said, his legs kicking out in frustration."Calm down," Kathrine said, patting his back. "I can't keep calm! Go get Sandra, we need to go!" Marcus exclaimed."What? We just came to the party," Kathrine said, her
"Are you both related?" Emma asked, her eyes narrowing.Marcus shook his head. "No, we are not related at all," he said, trying to sound convincing.Emma shrugged. "Find maybe I was overthinking. So, why did you all leave my party?" she asked, her gaze darting from one person to another.“Well…uhhh…”But before Marcus could finish his sentence Kathrine blurted out, "Marcus is lying! We don't know this man! Please, what do you know about him?"Marcus exclaimed, "Kathrine!”“We need to tell the truth! There's no point in lying!" Katherine defended herself.Sandra added, "She's right, Marcus. We need to open up if we want to find out who that man is."Kathrine slammed her hands against the table. "We need to stop hiding things! If we want to get to the bottom of this, we need to be honest!"Emma's eyes widened in shock. "Wow, what's going on?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.The group fell silent, waiting for Marcus to speak. Marcus pulled out a chair and gestured for Emma t
Amayah paced around her room, trying to come up with a plan to win Marcus' trust back. She refused to accept that this was her new reality. "No, no, no," she muttered to herself, rubbing the back of her neck in frustration. Suddenly, a thought popped into her head: "If Sandra is still in Marcus' life, there's no way he can be with me." She stopped pacing and considered the idea. "Eliminate her," a whispery voice in her head suggested. Amayah shook her head, "No, that's not who I am." But the voice persisted, "Eliminate her."Amayah stood up, determined, and picked up her phone. "I need your help," she said, dialing an unknown number. The person on the other end answered immediately. "Oh, you remember I exist all of a sudden?" he asked, his tone sarcastic. Amayah scoffed, "Please, I need your help." She ignored his jab."I'll send you a location. Meet me there now," he said, his tone serious. Amayah hesitated, "But it's late." "It's your choice. I've told you what to do," he sa
Marcus turned around, his eyes narrowing as he saw Grey holding a gun. "Drop the gun, Marcus!" he barked, his voice firm.Grey let out a hiss, his grip on the gun tightening. "I come in peace," he said, but Grey was unconvinced."I swear on my life, I come in peace," Marcus repeated, but Grey was beyond reason. With a surge of anger, Marcus pushed Grey hard, sending him crashing to the ground. Marcus quickly snatched the gun from Grey's hand, his fingers wrapping tightly around it."I come in peace. Why is that so hard for you to understand?" Marcus sneered, his eyes blazing with anger.Grey winced as he struggled to stand up, a smirk still plastered on his face. "What do you want, Marcus?" Grey demanded.Grey's expression turned disgusted. "If it's about why I killed the owner of the vaccine, forget it. Just get the fuck out of my house."But before Marcus could respond, a sound came from inside the room. Grey's eyes flicked towards the noise, and he cleared his throat. "Where t
Marcus pulled away from the hug, his eyes wide with shock. "I've been looking for my family all this while, and I never knew it was you," he said, his voice filled with emotion.Grey chuckled, wiping away his tears. "I've lived with the thought that maybe I was the one who had killed you, Marcus. I used to curse myself, blame myself, thinking that if I hadn't hidden you, you would have been alive to continue your father's legacy."Marcus shook his head. "You don't have to blame yourself. What if you hadn't hidden me, and I died? You did what was best for me, and look, I'm the biggest thing that's happened to our generation."Grey nodded, a mix of emotions on his face. "You talk just like your father, act just like him - stubborn, just like him. How could I not see this?" he exclaimed, hitting himself. "I almost killed my brother's only child!"Grey's words trailed off, and he hit himself hard, overcome with his fake grief and regret."Uncle, stop!" Marcus said, holding Grey's hand. "D
Marcus stepped out and saw Sandra waiting outside. "I was about to come looking for you," she said, her voice laced with worry. He chuckled reassuringly. "Everything's fine."But Sandra's expression remained skeptical. "Did you get any information?" she asked, and Marcus nodded. "Let's drive home," he said, and she nodded in agreement.As they drove, Sandra's curiosity grew. When they arrived home, Marcus smiled wearily. "I'll talk to you all tomorrow. I'm tired," he said, but Sandra's eyes widened in protest."You're not going to tell me what's happening at that place? It makes no sense that you just want to sleep," she blurted out. Marcus groaned, his patience wearing thin. "Please, can you just go inside for now? We'll discuss it tomorrow."Sandra opened her mouth to argue, but Marcus pulled her into a tight hug. "Please, tomorrow we'll discuss it. I have a headache," he said, and she nodded reluctantly. "Okay," she mumbled.With that, Marcus walked inside his room, banging th