The Amazing Marcus Puth

Sixty six!!

Marcus lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling, his mind racing with uncertainty. The tycoon lord's pursuit of him filled him with doubt, making him question his decision to kill Adams.

He felt consumed by regret, wondering if he had acted impulsively out of anger. So lost in thought, he didn't notice Sandra standing in the doorway, watching him with an intent gaze.

Sandra had been suspicious of Marcus since his return, sensing a change in him she couldn't quite explain. It was as if everything shifted after that mysterious visitor arrived. With a growing unease, she knocked on his door, but he didn't respond. She entered the room, calling out his name again, but he remained silent, lost in thought. She tried once more, her voice firm.

"Marcus!" He jolted upright, his eyes wide with a mix of fear and alertness.

"What is it?" he asked urgently.

Sandra's concern was evident, "Are you alright?" She searched his face for answers. Marcus forced a brief smile, but his eyes betrayed his tu