Chapter 3

“I don’t know, but you keep bringing them in.”

Charon stood, nodding his head to the large deck outside. “Come on, let’s get some air.”

As they walked across the living room, they stopped a few times to chat with some friends of Charon. People were curious and supportive of Harris’s new project. Their enthusiasm fuelled him, and when he stepped out onto the elegantly-decorated deck, Harris stared at the string of white lights hanging from corner to corner, lost in the whirlwind of his thoughts. Great things were going to happen to him, he could feelit. Could he handle success? Or would he sabotage everything again as he’d done time and time before?

“Your big night is coming soon, Hades,” Charon said.

“You’re gonna start calling me that, too?”

“You have to admit it does suit you.” Charon touched Harris’s black silk shirt. “I kind of like it.”

“Yeah, I kind of like it, too.”

“So, who are you bringing to this thing? Your grand debut. Throw me some names.”