Neither one of them had eaten much today, and she knew he had to be starving. Or maybe not. She wasn’t quite sure how much food he actually needed to consume in order to survive. But she was hungry. “This isn’t smart,” Phoenix said for at least the tenth time since they’d left her home. She’d driven for twenty minutes before pulling into a family restaurant. “Noted, but I’m hungry.” She opened the door, grabbed her purse and climbed out. It was a warm evening but she wore a thin summer sweater over her tank top, anticipating the air conditioning inside. He frowned but got out of the car and walked around the front and met her. He followed her toward the building, one hand riding low on her back. “Besides,” she continued, “if Hades is strong enough to find me here, he can find me anywhere. If he’s weak, he’ll only be able to check the places he knows I usually am,” she pointed out as she opened the door and walked inside.
