Nineteen
The fact that he’d found our hotel this fast worried me. Either he’d followed us, or he had the ability to trace someone’s magic in a similar fashion to me. If he’d come so soon, maybe he’d found the information we needed and wanted to share it out of a sense of urgency. I refused to accept that he was here to tell me he’d found zilch.
“As lovely as this lobby is, I’d be more inclined to have our discussion somewhere a bit more private.” He stood and pointed to the stairs.
“Yeah, come on.”
I led him up two flights of stairs and through the narrow hallway to the room we’d rented. I slid the key card into the lock and held my breath as I entered. I found J.T. lounging on the bed staring at his phone while Desmond sat at the desk, Avery’s face filling his laptop screen.
“Glad yo
