Marcus POV.

　　I had nowhere to go. Home now felt like a torture room because everything reminded me of Amelia and how I had lost her to Nolan so rather than head home, I got a taxi and headed to her office.

　　I was lucky to find some cash on me so I was able to pay for the cab. I knew the security men would never let me in if they knew I was drunk so I decided to play the "meeting" card, after all, they knew Amelia and I were working on a project ...