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"What do you mean?"
"You know perfectly well what I'm talking about. Serenity has looked at you all day. The boy is out of contention."
Almost an hour later, we are ending the video call with Odin and Christos.
"So, the man who put the scorpion in Serenity's bag at the airport was disguised as a woman?" I ask.
"Well, I'm assuming it's a man. And since the only person who approached her, according to the footage I watched, was an elderly woman, yes, I think the idiot disguised himself. Christos's friend Beau sent us the footage he got of the airport, from a different angle than I got."
"Yes. According to what he told me," my older cousin interjects, "the experts also concluded that it was a man in disguise."
"Why couldn't it have been a woman?" I ask.
"Wait a moment," Odin urges. He types something into the laptop, and then a small screen appears at the top of the video call.
In it, there is a lady slowly approaching Serenity. She seems harmless, walking with difficulty, and even when she bumps into the girl, her movements are slow.
"That must have been why she didn't attract the bodyguards' attention," Zeus says.
"Yes," Odin confirms. "Now notice that right after the bump, her behavior changes."
I watch, astonished, as the elderly woman almost runs away after refusing to accept help to get up.
Yes, now it looks like someone in disguise.
"Fuck me."
"Did you notice she was wearing gloves?" Odin asks.
"Yes. Wearing gloves in the middle of summer in Louisiana," Christos says.
"So that's it? Our hands are tied?" Zeus asks.
"So far, yes. If only Serenity had kept the tickets." Odin says.
"They would be useless. They did not contain DNA. Her mentor ordered them to be tested,” I say.
Odin looks frustrated. "If she had told you sooner, we would never have gotten to this point, but maybe there is a solution. Let him think she is vulnerable."
"No, I'm not going to make Serenity a target. There has to be another way."
He nods. "All good. I don't like the idea, either. I'll think of another solutio
Serenity
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
I discreetly move awayfrom Otis for the third time. I don't know what's going on with him today. He didn’t touch me in public like this even when we were pretending to be lovers.
I adore him. I've grown to love him as the good friend he's become over the past two years, but right now, I'm praying that time passes quickly and that he returns to Germany soon.
"Hey, is everything okay?" Zeus's wife, Madison, asks.
She, together with Cici, the wife of Dionysus, and Brooklyn, the wife of the doctor, Athanasios, form a very lively team. I laughed a lot with the three of them today, and I couldn't help but notice that with every step they take, they are followed by the watchful eyes of their respective husbands.
"Yes, yes. I didn't want to be rude, but I needed to be alone for a while." If it were anyone else, I would be embarrassed to admit this, but Madison is the type to make me feel very comfortable.
I was kind of sneaking out the back door of Eleanor's huge house when she found me.