Elara's POV
"Stop."
Ethan's tires screeched softly as he pulled the car into a stop. Deep in the middle of the woods, not far from my grandfather's place.
"What was that for?" Ethan turned to snap at me. He slammed the steering wheel in anger.
"He is so close, I can smell him." My thoughts echoed out loud.
Maya made a sarcastic comment but my attention remained fixated on Jordan's scent. Where was he hiding?
Ethan reached beneath his seat and pulled out an old baseball bat. "This should come in handy."
"What are you doing?" Maya yelled at him as he pushed the door open.
"I think I hit something." Ethan said.
"So?" Maya said, clutching Jordan's swimsuit to her chest. "I do not like the sound of this. Maybe we should just go back and let the cops handle all of this."
"We ca
