Jasmine POV
"Wait," I said, frowning at Reagan. "Isn't that what we want? For Sean to come here?" My words hung in the air, making everyone pause. We were all tired, worn out from the long day, and I couldn't help but feel like we were running in circles.
Reagan rubbed the back of his neck, his usual confidence faltering for a moment. "Yes, but we don’t want to be caught off guard. Sean can come, but it has to be on our terms. The trackers need to find him first, so we know what we’re dealing with. We can’t let him surprise us."
I nodded, biting my lip. He was right. As much as I hated waiting, I didn’t want to risk Sean catching us unprepared. My dad, sensing the growing tension in the room, spoke up.
“Enough for tonight,” Dad said firmly, stepping forward. “Everyone needs some rest.
