The house was the perfect hiding spot. It was so secluded that no one would find out we were staying there. Before entering the street, we decided to use a spell to disguise ourselves. The less people recognized us, the better.
“Where are we going?” Jonas asked for the third time.
I was beginning to get frustrated, and my patience was reaching its limit. He was a freaking prick and tried to question every single decision I took. Thankfully, the rest of the group supported me.
“I told you already. And we will soon arrive, so zip it,” I groaned.
Deep breaths, Esmeralda; you can’t lose your s**t on him; you are on a mission.
“Why didn’t we rent a car or something,” he continued complaining, and I had enough.
“Look, Jonas, I know you don’t want to be here with me, but innocent peop
