Ready Are The Spells

Price's POV

I step into my bedroom and close the door behind me, letting out a sharp breath. The plan is falling into place, but now I need to act carefully—very carefully. My phone buzzes on the nightstand, and I pick it up without hesitation.

"Josh." 

I say as soon as he answers.

"Price." 

His voice comes through smooth, but there's an edge to it. 

"How's it going?"

"Not as clean as I'd like." 

I admit, pacing the room. 

"They're getting too close, asking too many questions. And that Mika woman? She's sharper than she looks. I haven't confirmed her theories yet.

"Relax." 

Josh says. 

"You always get too wound up when the heat is on. What's the status with Chris?"

I smirk. 

"Completely under my control. He's doubting everyone except me. Zayn, Kattie—all of them. They're just noise to him now."

"Good." 

Josh replies, a hint of approval in his tone. 

"And the Stathams?"