Jonathan’s POV
I watched on mostly in silence as my brother debated on the right way to bring Arielle back. They were arguing with each other and I wasn’t about to be involved in the conversation they were having.
It’s been a week since we learned about Arielle’s new life and we hadn’t done anything about it other than fight over what tactic we would employ in luring her back much to my disgust.
We were running out of time with each day we wasted unsure about how to go about solving our conundrum.
“It’s been a week since she was located and all we’ve done since then is fight and argue amongst ourselves.” I raised my voice slightly above theirs, forcing them into silence. “If this was what the outcome would be, why the hell did we waste our time on it?”
I glared at the both of them
