“Find anything?” I said as Jonathan opened the door to our hotel room.
“Nothing. I can’t find a damn thing.” He shoved a hand through his hair. “This is useless, Flynn. We’re not going to find her while we hide. We need to do more.”
“What are you saying, Jonathan?” I closed the book I was reading. I hadn’t been able to concentrate on it anyway. I knew Jonathan and he'd never give up. I also didn't trust him.
“What I’m saying, brother, is that it’s time to become one of them. We know the witch is young, barely an adult. Where is the best place to mingle with girls of that age?” He looked at me, a smirk on his face.
I shook my head. “No. No way. I’m not doing it, Jonathan. I can’t. You know how they react around me. You can go. I’ll stay here.”
We'd tried it before, becoming one of the
