Jayden’s POV

Eric snorted as we pulled up at Gibson's bookstore.

“Where in the world did you discover this mouse hole man?” He asked, boredom clear in his voice.

“During one of my many runs, and we're not here to be entertained so shrug off the grim mood”.

“Whatever”, Eric grumbled as we got out of the car, and headed for the front door. “Magic, glyphs, and mystical books. Creepy as the shop itself”.

I couldn't help the smile that crept to my face when I remembered those were the same words Jovita said when we came here together, weeks ago.

Jovita was mostly the reason I was here, though...