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Undercover Gorgon: Episode #2 — Lost & Found (A Mt. Olympus Employment Agency Miniseries)
Undercover Gorgon: Episode #2 — Lost & Found (A Mt. Olympus Employment Agency Miniseries)
Undercover Gorgon: Episode #2 — Lost & Found (A Mt. Olympus Employment Agency Miniseries)
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Undercover Gorgon: Episode #2 — Lost & Found (A Mt. Olympus Employment Agency Miniseries)

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Word is getting around about Patrice’s illegal, after-hours sleuthing. Circe, a fierce and dangerous witch, has lost track of her only daughter and insists that Patrice track the girl down. Patrice can’t refuse the job, since Circe is threatening to rat her out to the bosses upstairs, but at least there’s a large wad of cash involved.

The clues lead everywhere and nowhere, and the search causes serious complications to Patrice’s fledgling romance with a certain blue-eyed delivery guy.

Unfortunately, things aren’t what they seem, and somebody may be pulling a fast one at Patrice’s expense.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherR.L. Naquin
Release dateJun 17, 2016
ISBN9781311659521
Undercover Gorgon: Episode #2 — Lost & Found (A Mt. Olympus Employment Agency Miniseries)
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R.L. Naquin

Rachel is the author of the Monster Haven urban fantasy series from Carina Press and the Mt. Olympus Employment Agency series from Bottle Cap Publishing. Her head is packed with an outrageous amount of useless Disney trivia. She is terrified of thunder, but not of lightning, and sometimes recites the Disneyland dedication speech during storms to keep herself calm. She finds it appalling that nobody from Disney has called yet with her castle move-in date. Originally from Northern California, she has a tendency to move every few years, resulting in a total of seven different states and a six-year stint in England. Currently, she’s planning her next grand adventure. Rachel has one heroic husband, two genius kids, a crazy-cat-lady starter kit, and an imaginary dog named Waffles. She doesn’t have time for a real dog.

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    Episode #2 — Lost and Found

    Every snake on my head went still when the witch appeared at my reception desk. Her hair may have been the bright cheery shade of lemons, but her face was ferocious and a little snarly. She did not appear to be in a particularly good mood.

    I swallowed hard and lifted my chin. Hello, Circe. She terrified me to my purple-painted toenails, but I wasn’t going to show it. Even if she had caught me spying on her from the Oracle office right before her damn magic mirror smashed.

    I hear you can get things done. The pink flash of her eyes did nothing to soften her fierce expression. If anything, it made it more intimidating.

    Then again, that was probably her aim.

    Is there some paperwork I can help you with? Playing stupid was always my first response to this sort of thing. Word was getting out that I broke rules and found work-arounds to solve problems after hours. If everyone knew about it, I wouldn’t be able to do it anymore.

    Also, I’d probably get fired. Or worse.

    Circe fixed me with a hard look. Let’s not play games. She took out an electronic cigarette and clicked it on. I need to hire you.

    I pursed my lips. You can’t smoke that in here.

    She waved it through the air. It’s electronic.

    I pointed to a sign on the marble pillar to my left.

    No Eating, Drinking, Smoking, Slurping, Cud-chewing, Vaping, or Fertilizing of Any Kind Permitted in the Lobby.

    She shrugged her shoulders and put the metal tube away. Fine.

    After rummaging in her purse for a moment, she pulled out a photograph and placed it on the desk in front of me. In the photo, a woman about my age stared at the camera with dark, soulful eyes. One hand was raised to brush a platinum curl from her face, the other rested on the head of an equally soulful-looking basset hound.

    Pretty. I touched the picture with one fingertip. Who is she?

    Kyra. My daughter. And she’s missing. For a moment, Circe’s ferocity slipped and vulnerability appeared on her face. A second later, it was gone. "I was keeping an eye on her with my scrying mirror, but thanks to those bumbling movers, that avenue of information is now closed to me."

    I took in a sharp breath and nearly choked on my own spit. Smooth. I’m sorry to hear that.

    She gave me a pointed look. Don’t act as if you weren’t watching when it happened. She took out a card and placed it on my desk over the photograph. Anyway. I need you to find her. Here’s my number. I already have yours. I’ll be calling daily to check on your progress. She turned to go, fingers already reaching for her fake cigarette.

    Whoa, whoa, whoa! I hopped up from my chair and leaned across the counter. I need more than that to go on.

    She turned around and gave me a sad smile. Start in the Euphoria District. That’s where I saw her last. She lit up her cigarette, one eyebrow cocked in defiance. She’s my only child. Don’t take too long to track her down. I’d hate for your bosses to find out what you do around here when the lights are turned off. She flipped a wad of cash on my desk and sauntered out the front door, puffing away.

    My snakes came to life, spitting and hissing. I snatched the money from my desk and dropped into my chair while dragging the stack of bills into my lap without pausing to count it. Six people stood in my queue. I didn’t know how much they had heard or

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