Olympus Drive Book 2: Nothing to See Here

Chapter 19

Della

"Any chance Jasmine told you where she was going?" I ask, walking into the kitchen where Raven is sitting with a cup of coffee.

"Nope. None what so ever," Raven says, smiling dryly, "So she's intentionally being a jackass at this point?"

"I just don't get it---I mean why not tell me?" I ask, sitting on the counter, "I've never judged her for how she lives her life---I mean she's clearly living with someone she doesn't want to tell us about, I'm going to assume a boyfriend or girlfriend?"

"I guess, I mean she looked fine, perfectly happy and put together, so she's not in any distress or anything---she didn't even have a drink that I saw, I mean maybe she drank over at Basil's but she wasn't drunk," Raven says.

"No, why isn't she talking to me? I thought we talked about everything," I sigh.

"Ethan said the same thing. He's out driving around to your relatives."

"Oh fuck—"

"I threatened them via text to be normal. Pretty sure Basil's with his secret family we're not supposed to talk about," Raven says, holding up her phone as evidence, "He didn't answer big surprise. I also texted Stamos to be on the look out for her."

"I called Thyme, he lied and said she was there. Not well like she'd coached him just like he was covering for his sister," I say. The worst thing we did was have those two morons so close together so they were partners in crime and plotting against us all the time. Half the time Hector would help which was equally annoying. At least now he spends all his time with dead things and doesn't bother us or interfere with the kids.

"Of course he covered for her" Raven says, not surprised.

"What's she doing?" I ask, "It's not like I would care that she was living with someone. I'm glad she has a life---I want her to be happy. Last night she seemed perfectly happy."

"Well clearly it's someone who she thinks we would disapprove of," Raven says.

"Who though? I don't care, boy, girl, whatever. Even someone older than her so long as she's happy. I just want her home," I say.

"Would you or would you not disapprove if it was somebody who had previously dated her dad?" Raven asks.

"Okay, yes, but that doesn't fucking narrow it down," I say, annoyed.

"There you go. We have under a thousand potential suspects," Raven says.

"Is it under a thousand?"

"I was assuming, but now that you say that ew."

"That's what we have do then."

"Interrogate all of Basil's ex lovers otherwise known as the population of Winfell and possibly the east coast?" Raven asks, concerned.

"No! We get Basil to find his daughter," I say, "That's it. I'm great at blackmailing him it's one of my primary talents, making that useless lump do things he should do to begin with."

"He's not strictly smart how do you think he'll find her?"

"He doesn't have to be smart, he's incredibly intimidating when he wants to be which is rarely but he is, and he's got enough contacts in this town, he can find his daughter," I say.

"Smart," Raven says, nodding, "How are you going to blackmail him?"

"I'm in between 'threaten to tell Helen about exactly one affair for every day he doesn't find Jasmine, or 'make all the trees in the park die stressing out Detective Stamos who will in turn stress Basil out around the clock until he finds Jasmine'."

"I'm here for the drama of the first one."

"I know that's why I'll probably do it."