Two weeks had passed and the four did not get any sign. That Sunday evening marked one month since the day the crown had been stolen. Time was passing like a ticking bomb, waiting for a slight movement and bam! Everything was over.
"Try harder."
Genevieve scoffed at Ezekiel's words. Try harder? Was magic one of his M&A's that he can easily exercise his command over?
Irene shot him a look that caused him to shut up immediately. Genevieve looked at both of them and frowned slightly. Something had definitely changed between them or Irene would not have bit back a snarky reply. She just didn't know what.
It seemed Archer was thinking the same thing because when his eyes locked with Genevieve, she knew she wasn't the only one who thought there was something crazy going on.
