Athena pulled up to Jayden's house, the sleek mansion looming before her like a fortress. She rang the doorbell twice, her foot tapping impatiently on the pavement. The door swung open, and Athena's eyes widened in surprise as she took in the sight of Cynthia standing before her.

Cynthia's eyes narrowed, her expression cold and calculating. "What the fuck are you doing here?" she spat, her voice venomous. "If I remember clearly, it's Sunday and you do not work on Sundays."

Athena rolled ...