A man dressed in a crisp suit led us into the dining hall. The lights in the massive room reflected back from the windows with a dazzling glare. “Are you seriously still trying to go through with this?” Adonis asked under his breath as the server ushered us to the U-shaped second floor. We’d barely had enough time to rush back to the suite and get ready after the shoot, much less come up with a game plan for this meeting. “I didn’t know there were so many people involved in a photo shoot. If I charm them all into ignoring I’m there, I’ll leave a noticeable power signature for sure. I don’t want to make it obvious there’s someone on board with enough charm to remember if you guys go missing.” My thoughts flickered back to the envelope full of schedules I’d stashed back in our room. Schedules I’d promised to give to Poseidon next time I saw him. My stomach twisted with the reminder I’d have to face the sea god again.
