You were already over this party, after all you were here as Javier’s date. You had argued with Dutch to get someone else, even Micah was better. But he said no and that he didn’t want any funny business.

Between the uncomfortable fancy dress and Javier’s stupid comments, you were overwhelmed. You were quiet for most of the night, just perking your ears up for any possible lead.

You felt someone’s breath tickle your ear “What’s wrong? El gatito got your tongue?” He snickered, damn that stupid grin.