Los Angeles
Irena's POV
We left for Los Angeles the next morning and arrived there late in the afternoon. The trip back was also twelve hours long, and it was tiring. Carlos was at the airport, waiting to drive us back.
"Welcome back Madam, welcome back Magnus," he greeted. He was smiling brightly and he looked genuinely happy to see me back. He and Magnus did a bro handshake they came up with between themselves and I rolled my eyes at them.
"Missed me?" I asked Carlos when they were done.
He scoffed, "you wish, you look even better, certainly the break from the hustle-bustle of work did you well, didn't it?"
I sighed, " it was a tiring, unnecessary and annoying meeting,"
" Word around is that Pompeii is dead?" It seemed to be a question, but it was more of a stateme
