Starren closed her eyes and a breath hissed out between clenched teeth. Apparently my personality grated on her. I got that a lot.
They came back over together, Starren hiding her emotions very well. Stereotypical fae. At least I had broken all the molds growing up with humans.
“Time is of the essence with this case. We can’t allow a criminal to roam free here. We agree to your terms. Can you start tonight? Tell your parents you will be at a sleepover, or some such human nonsense. It will be close enough to the truth that you should be able to get it out.”
Wade snorted. I glared.
“What?” Starren asked.
“Trisha? At a sleepover? She doesn’t have any friends.”
I glared even harder. So what if it was the truth, did he have to be such a jerk about it? I could be a jerk back and remind him
