The X in Skye

The chase

Skye's POV

Marco's body language was all over the place, like an addict with withdraws, frantic and panicked.

In attempts to act normal he clears his throat and laces his hands together on the desk "Skye. Good to see you"

"It has been a while hasn't it?" I ask rhetorically. I slowly pace the room with a smirk "Tell me Marco, how is your Brother?"

He chokes on air "My ...Brother? He's dead...Lorenzo's dead"

The stumbles throughout a simple sentence is far from convincing

"If you want to play this game so be it" I say gliding my hand over the leather chair in front of me "Does the name Enzo jog your memory?"

I see his jaw tense, there is no escape from this one "You know" he states not needing to phrase it as a question.

"Do you guys mind? I think it's best we chat in private" I smile walking to the door, Brooke, Tyler and Baxter back away looking slightly amused at the little show.

I turn back to Marco who is already pouring himself a drink. "How long have you known?"

"How long have you known?" I ask straight after

His piercing gaze fell upon me "I asked first"

I sigh "A few months. He should really know better than to use a part of his name" I sit down and cross one leg over the other "Unless it's all a part of his master plan which I have no doubt you have been conjured into"

By his reaction I hit the nail on the head, his gaze shifts to the wall thinking of all the possibilities this could end, in his case they don't end well. "So, I'll ask again how long have you known?"

He rubs his eyes with his hands in frustration "A few weeks, I had a meeting but it was a setup. I was snatched, kidnapped if you will"

I lean forward "What does he have on you Marco?" I ask with slight compassion "Because by the looks of you, it wasn't such a friendly reunion" he has slight bruising on his cheek and abrasion on his forehead, to most it would go unrecognised but I know those scars all too well.

He scoffs "He's my brother not to mention my old business partner, he has everything on me. He planed his fake death, I shouldn't be surprised he always was devious" he finishes off the shot of burning whiskey, I can empathies with the look of content when he swallows.

"And it's because he knows everything that he can easily get me killed by every mafia, business and powerful families. That's why he teamed up with Arthur, claims he's a better partner than I ever was"

"Ugh, I had a feeling Arthur was involved"

He nods pour his second glass "How are you still alive?" I question, he clearly wants something if Marco is still living and breathing

"Money of course" no shock there "And intel on the Wolves. Most of all YOU!"

There seems to be a miscommunication "ME? Arthur already has intel on us"

He shakes his head with wide eyes "Not since Wolfie cut him off"

I grit my teeth, this is the sort of thing I should be told about. I had started to warm to Marco, he's just a man who wants success but headed in the wrong direction and never turned back but, now he's infected with their poison "Tell me one reason why I shouldn't kill you right now?" I threat standing up

"Woah" He throws his hand is surrender, the fear has clearly returned in a flash "I want him gone. Fully gone this time" even without the guilt of Lorenzo's death he admired him, I never thought he would want him dead "And, I have something you don't" his tone isn't smug and cocky but calm.