Lucas thrust his bloodstained hands under running water, watching as the water ran a faint red, then slowly turn clear. He had just paid another late night visit to Marcus's cell after a long day of sitting behind his desk attending to neverending paperwork. These visits had become more and more frequent with each passing day. He found that whenever he thought of Adrienne - which was quite a lot - his thoughts also strayed to Marcus. It was all he could do not to just kill the man and get it ...