"He doesn't belong here!" Victoria shrieked, leaning over Marcus and stabbing an accusatory finger into his space. "Make him prove it or remove him!"
Marcus did not flinch. He slowly pulled off his sunglasses, looking up at the woman and the officers with absolute composure.
Chapter II: The 911 Trap
Officer Davis stepped forward, pen ready against his incident notepad, maintaining a formal and neutral tone.
"Sir, what's your address?"
Marcus held his sunglasses in one hand, looking directly past the officer into Victoria's anxious eyes.