Hera POV

 The building in front of me is newly renovated, its glass windows gleaming under the streetlights. A big sign above the door reads "Blossoming Petals Flower Shop." I scoff. A flower shop? In this deserted part of town? Whoever gave Finn the idea is surely a dumbass.

 They are not even trying to be subtle about it.

 Justin crouches beside me in the alley, his boredom clearly visible from his ...