AmandaMadden

Van Thomas has just inherited a house from his late grandparents in the countryside and has moved into it--only to realize the house is a rather popular resort that serves all kinds of customers all year round. As the owner and manager of the building, he realizes that the inn caters to an unusual clientele, and has an even more unique staff. His secretary is named Daji. A pirate named Waverly Leviathan with   resemblance to Poseidon often stays. Daji's nephew often stays and calls himself Sun Wukong. A novelist and screenwriter, Athena, is working on a masterpiece. Then there's the CEO named Odin and his twin sons named Loki. Could these mythological connections be more than coincidence?

The Wendigo Inn

My parents don't answer my knock on their suite door. Waiting for several moments, i debate using my master key. But I'd probably scare my parents, who might mistake me for a Mothman or other intruder. Anything is possible around here.

I turn to Daji. "I guess it can wait until the morning."

The words "I told you so" don't come out of her mouth. What a woman. Her response is to to take my arm and escort me back to our suite.

When we're nestled together back in our bed, I nuzzle Daji. "You were right."

"They're exhausted. I'm surprised you aren't. You went through the emotional wringer."

I sigh, holding her soft body in my arms. "I guess I'm wound up."

"And I'm not? We wondered what happened. But we couldn't just say that the Consortium killed them without proof--and there was none to be had." Daji's voice quivers. "They erased their tracks thoroughly."

Chapter 157: The Comfort of Each Other