CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY SEVEN

Orsina doesn’t ask where Jasper plans to arrange this meeting, but from his tone, I’m pretty sure I have a good guess.

Sure enough, when he calls the human attorney, Thomas Krat, he gives him the location of his family’s old den.

The place where his sister was killed. Where his father came upon him, stunned and injured, half dead, still in human form.

Mr. Krat sounds beyond excited to hear from Jasper, and is eager to set up the meeting. Jasper gives him the coordinates, and we plan to meet him and his clients there at 2pm in the afternoon.

“Alright,” Jasper says, hanging up the phone. “It’s all set. I’ll let Zach know.”

“We’ll see you there,” Orsina says with a hopeful smile. “Good luck.”

“To you, too.”

Jasper and I go back to our motel room to get ready. Jasper is convinced that he might have to defend me, so he runs both of us through a bunch of training routines. It feels almost like being back in the tree house, practicing various offensive and defensive exe