Chapter Eighty Six

The sight of the firearm clutched in the man's hand sent shivers down Emma's spine.

"I had no idea you were bringing your friend," the man's words were laced with a threatening undertone as he stretched out the gun.

"Marco? What the hell, man?" Lucas's confusion quickly morphed into fear as the barrel of Marco's gun was aimed at him. Everything they had shared for the past six years, every memory of their friendship, was now clouded by this dangerous stranger.

Emma's voice trembled as she pointed at Tina, who looked just as shocked as Lucas. "He's the one who called last night. He called her too."

Lucas shook his head, trying to make sense of the chaos unfolding before him. "No, that can't be true. I know Marco."

Emma's frustration boiled over. "It's the same Italian accent, Lucas! And he's not even denying it!"

Marco's sly smile sent chills down Lucas' spine. "Your girlfriend is telling the truth, Lucas. You never mentioned she would be here today. That's not how friends treat each o