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This time when Demetri smiled, he showed his teeth. “Then you will do well here.”
Demetri showed Persephone to her desk, which sat just outside his office. She settled in, checking drawers, noting what supplies she would need to ask for or buy, and stored her purse. A new laptop sat on top. It was cool to the touch, and as she opened it, the dark screen reflected the face of a man. She turned in her chair and met a set of wide, surprised eyes.
“Adonis,” she said.
“Persephone.” He clutched a cup of coffee in one hand and wore a lavender button-up. He looked just as handsome as he did last night, only more professional. “I had no idea you were our new intern.”
“I had no idea you worked here,” she said.
“I’m a senior reporter, mostly focused on entertainment,” he said, rather smugly. “We missed you when you left last night.”
She left Hades’ club without telling Lexa and was almost home when she received a call from her worried friend. She’d felt bad, but Persephone hadn’t been able to stay in that dark tower any longer, and it would have been unfair to make Lexa come home just because of her mistake.
“Oh, yes, sorry. I wanted to prepare for my first day.”
“Not going to fault you for that. Well, welcome.”
“Adonis,” Demetri called as he stepped back into the doorframe of his office. “Mind giving Persephone here a tour of our floor?”
“Not at all.” He smiled at her. “Ready?”
Persephone followed Adonis. She was happy to see a familiar face, even if she had just met him last night. It made her feel more comfortable here.
“We call this the workroom. It’s where everyone follows leads and investigates,” he said.
People looked up from their desks and waved or smiled at her as they passed. Adonis indicated a wall of glassed-in rooms.
“Interview and conference rooms. Break room. Lounge.” He pointed to a huge room with various, casual sitting areas and warm, low light. It was cozy, and there were already several people nesting. “You’ll probably prefer to write in here when you get the chance.”
Adonis showed her to the supplies closet, and she raided it for pens, sticky notes, and notebooks. As he helped her carry her supplies back to her desk he asked, “So, what kind of journalism are you interested in?”
“I’m leaning toward investigative reporting,” she said.
“Oh, a detective, huh?”
“I like research,” she said.
“Any subject in particular?” he asked.
Hades.
The god’s name popped into her head without warning. She knew it was because of the mark on her wrist. She was anxious to get to Nevernight and figure out what it was.
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“No, I just…like to solve mysteries,” she answered.
“Well then, maybe you can help us figure out who’s been stealing lunches from the fridge in the break room.”
Persephone laughed.
She got the feeling she was going to like it here.
CHAPTER IV – THE CONTRACT
Less than an hour after leaving the Acropolis, Persephone stood outside Nevernight, pounding on the pristine, black door. She’d taken the bus here and it had nearly driven her insane. She couldn’t sit still. Her mind had stirred up all sorts of fears and anxieties over what the mark might mean. Was this bracelet some sort of...claim? Was it something that would bind her soul to the Underworld? Or was it one of his horrible contracts?
She was about to find out, if someone would just answer this damn door!
