Street Surrender
by Robin Rance
I took a deep, shaky breath in, then let it out slowly. I wished that I could trust Marcus enough to tell him what was going on, but the only one that I trusted right now was Jonathon, and he was in the middle of his own crisis. Mine would have to wait. I hurried into the bathroom and ran a brush through my hair then twirled it up into a knot on the top of my head and secured that with a clip...