UnTamed [Book 3]

I Chop Off Poseidon's Hand

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Chapter Quote:

“An organization, no matter how well designed, is only as good as the people who live and work in it.”

~Dee Hock

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Chapter 9: I Chop Off Poseidon’s Hand

Silena 

The boys ended up buying a few nice pairs of trousers, polo shirts, and one suit and tie each.  Silena bought a few business dresses and a pair of black pumps that were surprisingly tall and comfy at the same time.  They all changed into one of their new outfits.  Luke chose black pants with a white polo shirt.  Derek chose khaki-colored.  The trio then hopped in a cab that took them to their hotel.  As Luke had predicted, it was very posh.  Everyone coming in and out looked like they had money.  The trio walked in and to the check-in desk.  A woman was there, her fingers typing away at the computer.  She looked up at them, dubious surprise on her face.

“How may I help you?” she asked in a monotone voice.

Silena took charge. “Yes, hello, my mother booked the three of us a room.  I believe she put it under Annabeth Jackson?”

The woman’s face changed instantly. “Annabeth Jackson?  From Olympus Cruise Lines?”

“Yes.  I’m her daughter, this is my brother, and this is the son of the company’s vice president, Derek Michaels.”

“It’s an honor to meet you.  I took a cruise just this past summer on your parents’ cruise line and it was the best I’ve ever been on!  Please give me two moments, and I’ll have your keys programmed for you immediately.  Oh, and my name is Kate.  I’ll be right back!”

She disappeared in the office, leaving the three demigods by themselves.  Luke turned to his sister and said, “Since when do you know how to handle people like that?”

“I just winged it.  Now shush, she’s coming back.” Silena faced the desk again.  Kate handed the keys over to her with a hundred-watt grin.  After the whole spiel about if they needed anything (anything at all), that they could call the front desk at any time, Silena and the boys headed up to their room.  Luke went straight to the bathroom, claiming that he hadn’t used the bathroom between the time that they’d been shadow-travelling and waiting for Silena to pick the right outfits.  When he shut the door, Derek said, “So now I’m just the vice president’s son to you?”

Silena didn’t look at him as she unpacked her bags. “We’re not dating anymore Derek.  And I just needed to reiterate that she had three very rich people standing in front of her.  I don’t like using my money as an incentive for people to be nice to me, but her attitude was pissing me off, and she was obviously one of those people impressed by other people who have lots of money.”

“So if you introduced me to other people that weren’t like her, how would introduce me as?”

Silena sighed in annoyance. “Why is it so important anyway?”

“Because I need to know where I stand with you.  Are we friends?  Are we acquaintances?  What?  What are we now, Silena?”

“I don’t know, okay?  I don’t know right now,” she admitted.  Derek nodded but said nothing else.  Instead, he pulled out his laptop and started surfing the internet.  When Luke came out of the bathroom, he plopped down on the couch, saying, “Wake me up when it’s time for dinner.”

“Alright,” Silena said, pulling out her laptop.  Within seconds, her brother was fast asleep.  Derek presently slumped over, eyes closed, on the bed.  This left Silena the only one awake.  She scrolled through the articles on Aurum Arms.  One, the most recent, was an interview with Michael Drew.  The picture of him at the top showed a man in a sharp-looking black suit, red tie, and short, cropped hair.  He was extremely buff, appeared relatively tall, at least Luke’s height, and he grinned from ear to ear as he leant against the corner of his desk.  The article itself spoke of his future wedding.  Apparently they didn’t have many details about it yet- they’d barely started planning.  All they had decided was that it was going to be a big event.  They were inviting all their workers because, according to Mr. Drew and Mrs. Winchester, if it hadn’t been for their employees, the company never would’ve survived.  The article transitioned into the future of the business.  Mr. Drew explained that in two days’ time, he was hosting more interviews for a future job position.  They were in the final stretch of it.