Hans kept himself a little apart from everything. It seemed strange to me that, being the oldest member of the group, he wasn’t contributing from his experience. He stayed only a moment and then went to the living room, I suppose to check the surveillance monitors. His face didn’t say much, but he didn’t look very happy with anything that was happening. And I had assumed that, since their “alpha” was leading them, they should function like clockwork. Yes—apparently eight years of distance had left some mark between them.
Nika looked away after Alexander corrected her, and Christian continued:
“Alright. Then let’s set the traps.”
“Now someone’s thinking,” Richie replied with a snort. “But where do we put them? We can’t just surround the house with motion sensors and security cameras. At
