Genevieve:
“What do you want?” I asked, putting my body weight on one leg, looking comfortable while confronting him.
I bet he noticed because he had been checking out my posture—and then his wild ones behind him, who were busy nosing around, waiting for him to let them take a bite out of me.
“Genevieve, I want the address to Wolvin's community. I want to get what he’s hiding there from me. It belongs to me,” he insisted.
This time, the urgency in his voice made me raise an eyebrow.
“I’ll give you the address, but I don’t think you’ll be able to see it,” I shrugged.
“It’s alright. I just need to—wait, what do you mean I can’t see it?”
He was back to ranting once he finally caught on to what I’d said and realized he needed more of my help than he thought.
“His community hides under
