We look at each other, but it’s none of our phones, and only then do I notice the new device I bought for Cecily on the table.

I pick it up and see it’s Odin’s wife calling. I put it on speakerphone.

“Cecily forgot her phone,” I say when I answer.

“Where is she, Dionysus? I’m getting worried. Cici told me she would call as soon as she got there.”

“We had a fight. I sent her to the penthouse.”

“You did what?”

“I sent her away.”

“You are like a brother to me, but right now, I could kill you, Dionysus. How could you leave her alone?”

“You don’t know the whole story.”

“No, I don’t, but whatever it is, I know Cici. She is a good person and she loves you. She has been abandoned all her life, and now, when her world is falling apart, you, the father of her child, turn your back on her!”

I feel embarrassed, not because of what Elina says—I don’t care what anyone thinks of me—but rather because of the way I pushed Cecily away. “I’ll find her. She must have reached the penthouse by now.”

“Send her to me. If you don’t want her, I do. Cici isn’t just your fiancée, or whatever you consider her now. She is my friend, and she is not alone.” She hangs up the phone without saying goodbye, and when I look at my relatives, they all stare at me in silence.

I pick up my own device to call Anderson. It only rings twice before he answers.

“Has Cecily reached the penthouse yet?”

“What? Penthouse? No, sir, I brought her to the bank and she went up. She’s in your office. I haven’t seen her since then.”

“She came down about half an hour ago. She’s not here. I ordered her to find you and ask you to take her to the apartment.” As I speak, something like acid spreads down my throat.

I try to convince myself that she’s fine, but at the same time, the knowledge that I sent my pregnant fiancée away, alone and scared, makes me feel really uncomfortable.

Before I hang up, I see each of my brothers pick up their phones. I know what they’re doing: looking at the building’s cameras.

“She went down with Cage in the common elevator. They went to the garage,” Ares is the first to conclude.

“What?”

“Wait. I’m going back to the recording.”

Seconds later, he shows me the screen. In the video, Cecily enters the elevator crying, but before the doors close, Cage appears. We can’t hear what they’re talking about, but he pulls her into a hug, comforting my wife.

Hades shows me his own device now, playing a recording from the garage cameras.

In it, Cage and Cecily arrive at the underground floor, in the common parking lot for executives and clients. They disappear from view until, seconds later, I see his car leaving the building.

“Cage shouldn’t be here anymore,” I say.

“What?” Zeus asks.

“The executive I told you was being accused of harassment by his secretary was him. Cage should have already left the building before Cecily even arrived.”

“What the hell is going on, Dionysus?” Ares asks.

“I have no idea. I just know that Cage shouldn’t be able to move around the company premises any longer.”

I see Odin walk away, typing frantically on his phone.