Marco

Marco belongs to the rough crew Lupin assembles for the night's work, muscle rather than mind, the kind of man who lifts a marble chimneypiece on command and asks no questions. His loyalty is transactional and his nerve thin, so when Lupin's improbable story collapses into two revolvers and four bodies on the floor, Marco is among the survivors left staring at their own bound leader. He matters because his obedience, and then his terror, measures exactly how completely Lupin controls a room.