Alice's POV
I stared at Marcus standing in the doorway, alive when he should be dead, and I felt like I was going insane because how many times could one man looking just as shocked as the rest of us. "I watched you shoot him in the chest."
"He shot my double," Marcus said, walking into the room with the gun trained on all of us. "A man I'd been preparing for years, same height, same build, even had plastic surgery to look like me, all so I could disappear at the perfect moment."
"Why?" Bryan demanded, stepping in front of me protectively even though he still looked weak from surgery. "Why fake your death just to show up here now?"
"Because this is where it ends," Marcus said simply. He pulled out a device from his pocket that looked like a phone but had a timer counting down on it. "In exactly thirty minutes, this entire mansion is going to explode and everyone inside will die."
"You're bluffing," Antonio said, but his voice shook.
