"I've always loved visiting Paris."
"Uh huh." Jessa mumbled.
"Hey can we go visit the Eiffel tower again? That was so beautiful." Kailey said making a sharp left turn.
"Kailey, please be careful."
"Calm down. I'm a wonderful driver."
"Sure." Jessa said sarcastically. "Okay, pull over. I need to look at the file again."
Kailey pulled the red convertible of the road and into a café parking lot. A loud bark from the back seat served as a reminder.
"We can't just leave her here."
"We'll only be a few minutes." Jessa said slamming her door and patting the dog's head.
The two walked into the café and sat down at the farthest table. Jesse pulled out a thick elastic banded file and flipped to the middle. A brown haired, green eyed teenage boy stared back at them.
"Seems Konnor has seen as much as the world as we have." Jesse noted.
"Yea. But we've been to Madrid." Kailey said pointing to a part on the map that wasn't coloured blue. "I'm going to go get some pizza. Want anything?"
"Pizza? Couldn't you try something more French?" Jessa asked.
"Pizza is Italian, Italy is in Europe and so is France." Kailey smirked.
"Just get me some fries."
"How French of you." Kailey murmured walking away.
Jessa returned to the file. Thousands of pictures of Konnor, each in different country's. Only one actually showed all of his face, the one of him with a girl. Her long red curls covered her face but showed her moss green eyes, much like Konnor's.
Jessa flipped through more photo's finding the girl in everyone. Usually she was behind him, hidden in crowds, but in a few she was talking to him. None of the photo's had full pictures of her face.
"Jessa." Kailey came speed walking towards the table, empty handed.
"Where's my fries?" I teased.
"Jess, I want you to go look at the people in the line." Kailey said keeping a poker face.
"Kailey what's wrong?"
"Just look."
Jessa turned her head scanning the line. A few tourists, some locals, a couple girls who desperately needed a hamburger, a couple boys who needed to lay of the hamburgers and right at the front of the line in a black leather jacket and faded jeans was Konnor.
"No way!"
"What are we going to do?"
"He moves fast, we have to track him. But we can't let him know." Jessa said gathering up the file and shoving it in her bag.
"You forgot your food." His voice was clear like a bell and had an inviting quality to it.
"You can have it."
"You're a Lamia."
"You're not." He smiled as Jessa spoke.
"No I'm not and I'm glad. Good luck Jessa." Konnor took Jessa's fries and walked away.
"Jessa."
"He knows. He knows all of it." Jessa said with a sour smile.