Clay POV
I had to find something small, anything that would make the hunters happy but also protect Emma and the others. The task was challenging, a departure from my usual easy tracking. I decided to set up camp near the hotel, where a bar across the street offered respite. I took a seat outside, feeling the cool breeze on my skin as I purchased a beer. Settling back in the chair, I could observe without drawing suspicion. The sights and sounds of the bustling street filled the air, mingling with the aroma of food from nearby restaurants. As I waited, my phone buzzed in my pocket, startling me. I took it out and read the message. “Like the dress?”accompanied by an image. The image showed Liz holding up a dress in front of a mirror, intentionally revealing herself in her undergarments. I
