IRENA
Friday 1st January
The plane touches down in Athens at three fifty pm. I disembark the craft, grabbing my bags from the conveyor belt before exiting the airport as quickly as possible. I flag down a taxi, heading for the Radisson Blu Park Hotel in Athens.
Check in, then hit the City. The sooner I found The Titans, the better.
I check into the hotel, my room is nothing fancy, it's not like I can afford the Presidential Suite, but I have managed to pick one up with views of the Acropolis. The concierge, a fit, nubile woman who goes by the name of Marissa, offers to carry my bags up for me, which I accept. Less work for me.
"Is there anything else I can help you with?" she asks, as she places my bags on the floor, looking at me with a flirtatious smile.
I bite my lip, looking h
