"Yeah, Dutch is planning to make some kind of big noise to get him and his lap dogs out of here for good."

Micah snickered as he talked to Agent Milton.

You couldn't believe it, your own boyfriend was the rat this whole time. You thought for sure it was Marston.

You gripped onto the wood of the box you were hiding behind, your knuckles turning white. Micah was acting suspicious to you, so you followed him without him knowing.

Now, you know why. He's the rat.