Marcus Cutler POV:

I was woken up by my phone ringing. A quick look at my clock showed that in was only 2:00 in the morning. There weren’t many people who would be calling me at this time, and I couldn’t ignore the few who would be.

“Hello?” I greeted as I answered the phone.

“Marcus, what the f*** do you think you’re doing?” my handler asked, skipping right to business. I could tell that this was going to be one of our normal conversations.

“I’m ...