Chapter Six
It wasn’t hard to find the twins. Padric tracked them down at Dark Brew, the coffee shop where the teenage crowd liked to hang out. Together with Joseph Kenai, the kid who’d invited him to sing, they huddled over a single laptop. Papers covered with sketches of logo designs littered the table.
He composed his face into the most serious expression he could manage. “Monica, Alexis, can I have a word?”
They both jumped to attention as if he’d used a cattle prod on them. “I better go anyway,” said Joseph. Judging by his guilty expression, he was in on it, too.
“You can stay if you like. It’s about the festival you invited me to.”
“Oh. Nah, I’m good. They’re in charge anyway. See ya!” He snagged his hoodie—with the Lost Harbor High sea monster logo—and hurried away. Did he mutt
