Niko’s POV “Have you gathered enough information about this strip club,” there was a pause from Vulcan, “Olive and Twist and Strips?” He laughed at the name. “Yeah, I have.” I threw the paperwork on his desk. I had everything, down to the last picture of girls entering the club, bagged, and gagged and often leaving the club with different men. They never return when they leave and where they go was a mystery since I haven’t been given enough personnel to follow. I’d help but Hades was only willing to give so many resources. I was Hades’ 3rd degree b***h. Anytime he felt like something needed to be investigated when regarding a high-class, low class or even a demigod I had to step in and check it out. Hades doesn’t leave the underworld much, ever since Persephone left. All and all it

