“How did you find us?” I asked. He glanced over my shoulder, and I followed his gaze to a wincing Nova. “You little tattletale,” Raelynn scolded with a tiny shove. Nova, completely unrepentant, rolled her eyes. “It’s for your own good. You sure as shit weren’t giving up your driver’s phone number, and I know Vera’s passcode. It was the only way to stop us all from vomiting in some back alley with a homeless man who would ask us if we wanted to live in his box.” “That was one time,” Raelynn defended.”