Minerva waited patiently for the agreed-upon time. She paced the room back and forth, and finally, it was time for her to go and erase the memories of the staff at the hotel. As she approached the desk, however, she caught the staff’s whispers.
“Can’t believe that tour guy disappeared.” the male said.
“I know that poor family. They just came here for a break, and didn’t know they’d be a part of a missing person’s case.”
“Apparently that Winter Wonderland Tour dude was in some deep stuff. I heard his car was found in the river.”
Son of a... damn it, Asher. While it may have been necessary, it was still an annoying inconvenience.
She went back to their hotel room, a temporary headquarters for now. Digging through her purse, she found her dratted cell phone. She hated the thing, but in
