Chapter Five

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After a few hours in the office Apollo was more than ready for his daily hour at the gym.

For once he was actually happy while walking into the lobby of the Coral Reef Hotel, they had got somewhere with Riptide! Well it was only a barely there idea with either green eyes or contacts but it was still something.

As if fate was trying to taunt him, he almost missed the lift. Almost being the keyword. Once he actually got in the lift he realised that he wasn't alone and was sharing the lift with the dramatic sobbing guy from earlier. Maybe today was a good day, for once whatever gods were above were smiling down at him.

Apollo was fully ready to ask him out when he saw him holding a small brown bag and coffee. But he didn't because seriously how would you feel if some random stranger professed their love for coffee and then for you for being a fellow coffer drinker. Awkward thats how you would feel so no Apollo wasn't going to ruin a potential chance before he'd even got it.

Also turns out a dramatic sobbing guy is 25 - same age as him. The question to ask what his name was was on the tip of his tongue but dramatic guy ran out of the lift before he got the chance. Maybe another day.

He pressed the button for the lift to go up one level and waited until the doors dinged open and let him out.

He quickly changed before beginning his usual workout. Half hour cardio and half hour of weights, he had stopped paying attention to what he did a long time ago because honestly doing the same thing over and over again gets boring to pay attention to. So instead he thought about his day and what he would probably be doing after. He would probably be going back to work to a war zone of Aphrodite obsessively watching all security footage for all past Riptide cases; Artemis would be dying over a cup of coffee and googling what shots can mix with caffine and expresso, then she would be going back to looking at print outs of shady silhouettes or linking together traits of victims; Hermes would be either asleep or arguing with someone about the new Marvel or Star Wars show.

The half hour for cardio passed fairly quickly and he was about to lie down for reps on the bench press when he got a tap to the shoulder.

He turned around and looked up at the scrawny guy beside him. He didn't like the way the guy was looking at him so he could kindly fuck off and find his own bench to work with, Apollo was here first thank you very much.

"Get up, I need you to win a bet for me," was all the guy said.

Huh?

Apollo blinked up at him before taking an earbud out of his ear, "I'm sorry what did you say?"

The man scoffed and rolled his eyes, "I said that you need to get up."

"I was at this bench first."

"I didn't mean that, I need you to win a bet for me."

"And why should I do that?"

The man sighed as if Apollo were the idiot in the conversation. "I'll give you half of what I get."

Apollo raised an eyebrow, "And that is?" He only said that to hopefully annoy the guy he would probably still do it, he had done weirder things for money - for example standing for the verbal abuse he gets from Chairman Z.

"50."

Apollo stood up, "Right lead the way."

The man looked startled when he stood up, "Right."

Apollo walked in step with him easily, it was actually funny when the man kept trying to walk in front of him but Apollo covered the distance in one step. Long legs do have a bonus to them after all.

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