Chapter 37: The Hunt is On

Harley finished making her list of every human she had influenced since arriving in the twin cities. They could each take one end of the list, starting with the next likely victim, and keep going until they found Jonathan.

“But doing that isn’t hunting,” Harley said. She was pacing around, her hands making fists over and over again while she walked, nervous energy flowing through her. “It’s waiting. It’s setting one of us as bait. And if he takes you, what am I supposed to do?”

“What do you mean, ma cherie?”

“You can’t hurt him,” Harley said. She walked over to Marian and took the other woman’s hands in hers. “That means if he comes and tries to take you, you won’t be able to really fight him off. So he’ll take you and he’ll start torturing you until I give myself up. And probably a whole lot more after that, just to make me watch.”

“I am not so easily taken, ma cherie.”