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Queens.”
    “New York City?”
    “Yes.”  James slid a piece of paper across the table.  “This is his address.”
    “What did you find out about him?”
    “He disappears first thing in the morning to Brooklyn and returns late in the evenings to Queens.  The crowd of men he frequents aren’t very savory.”
    “Anything else?”
    “He partakes in street races.  He’s quite good, I must say.”
    Mercy didn’t believe it when the cops told her that.  She didn’t want to believe he was a party to her accident.  Now more questions than ever flooded her mind.  Was it him?  Had she imagined the second car?  She was so sure there was a second one.
    “I have some background information if you’re interested.”
    “Um, sure.”
    “He’s twenty-eight.  Grew up in Brooklyn.  Went to school at NYU, law school at Harvard.  Worked for a prestigious law firm in Manhattan until last fall when he fired for attendance issues.  Mother overdosed when he was five, his father passed when he was twenty, he overdosed as well.”
    “Oh my…”  Mercy felt pity for him.
    “The man hasn’t had an easy life.”
    “What does he do now?”
    “He spends his days in different places, but the majority of the time he is with a man called Ricardo del Toro, his street name is Ace.”
    “Who is he?”
    “A few small time arrests when he was a teen.  Since then his nose has been clean.  My guess is someone else is doing his dirty work.”
    “So you think he is some kind of, what, drug dealer?”
    “Possibly.”
    Mercy’s eyes furrowed.  Marc wasn’t the man she’d pictured in her head.  Her knight in shining armor could very well be a demon in disguise.
    “I’d stay away from this.  As far away from this as you can Mercy.  These aren’t good people.”
    But the desire to find him hadn’t waned.
    “Thank you, James.”
    “You’re very welcome.  I just hope you don’t go after him.”
    Mercy looked up and met James’ concerned eyes.
    “No promises.”
    “Do me a favor.”
    “What’s that?”
    “Bring an armed bodyguard if you go.”
    “I’ll be fine.”  She put her hand on his forearm.  “Thank you.”
    “You’re welcome.”  James rose and took a step back.  “Bye Mercy.”
    “Bye.”
    James walked out the front door and Mercy stared at the picture of Marc.  He was more handsome than she remembered, but her memory of that night wasn’t sharp.  He had a muscular build, tall frame, strong jawline, and beautiful blue eyes.  What she did remember was his calming voice and soothing touch.  Then she remembered the fear when he left her side.  She shuttered from the memories.
     
    *****
     
    Marc
    Returning from another drop, Marc drove his Porsche to his comfortable home in Queens.  The car was slightly out of place in the neighborhood, but he wasn’t willing to part with his baby.  He had a garage to hide it in and an alarm.  Thankfully Ace didn’t make him reside in Brooklyn.  He hated it as it was that he had to spend his days there.  No longer did he work as a successful lawyer for Grumman and Lutz Law Firm, now he was reduced to working full-time for Ace.  He wouldn’t pass a background check to obtain another position as a lawyer.  Not after the charges associated with a few of his races.  He’d been arrested twice since he’d started racing for Ace once again.  It had cost him a pretty penny to get his license reinstated after it was suspended for several months.  Not that it mattered, he still drove.
    Marc went to pull into his driveway, but there was already a car in the drive.  The hackles on the back of his neck rose.  Why was someone at his house? 
    Marc parked on the street and cautiously walked up his driveway.  A woman sat on his entry way steps.  Marc took her in.  She looked familiar, but he couldn’t place her.  Her hair fell at her shoulders and was a shimmering shade of brown, her features were soft, her green eyes vibrant.
    “Can I help you?”