What He Never Knew

Elena’s POV

Marcus pounds on my door before the sun is even up. I open it ready to snap, but the expression on his face stops me.

He looks wired. Breathless. Half-dressed. “I found something.”

My stomach tightens. “Where?”

“In the archives. It was shoved behind a box of old tax ledgers.” He holds up a crumpled page, edges torn, ink smudged. “This was ripped from the journal that's missing.”

I pull him inside and close the door. Maya is still ...