“What did you have in mind?”
“A grand gesture,” she says, walking with authority down the street.
“Birdie,” I call out her name cautiously as I follow her. “I can’t break the law.”
“We’re not breaking the law. Well, mostly. Come on.”
“Fuck, Gloom was right. You should be the one with the daddy mug.”
It makes her crack a smile and her eyes meet mine with a serious look. “We can’t let anyone fuck this up, not when it’s so new and perfect.”
“I won’t,” I agree, grabbing her chin and kissing her.
“You’re able to portal to Purgatory as Head Cupid, right?”
“Yes,” I reply, wondering what the hell this woman has planned. Ladybird walks ahead of me, not saying anything else, and I suppose at this point, I’m along for the ride.
Ladybird doesn’t let Harmony’s secretary stop us from entering her office as she storms right past her and flings the office door wide open.
Harmony Lindt sits at her desk, looking smug and evil as she crosses her arms.
“Cupio. Ladybird. What can I do for you?”
Ladybird grins and knocks a basket of pens and folders off her desk to take a seat.
“Don’t act like a stupid bitch, for starters. You know why we’re here.”
I have to bite down my lip as Harmony swings her gaze over to Ladybird.
“I’m not sure what you have an issue with. Everything in the article was fact checked.”
“It was an opinion piece, and a shitty one at that. You’re going to issue a retraction and an apology.”
Harmony leans forward, resting her hands on her chin.
“Or what, little bird?”
Ladybird’s grin turns feral. “Then you’ll learn what a psycho I can really be, Whormany.”
I breathe through my nose, looking at the ceiling, loving this side of Ladybird as much as I want to get out of this room.
“Other cupids might be scared of your little power trip that you’re on being the Head Cupid’s lap dog, but that shit doesn’t scare me.”
Ladybird grabs the reporter’s wrist, shocking the woman as she hands her hand out to me.
“Take us to Purgatory,” Ladybird says confidently.
“What? No,” Harmony pleads.
I look between the two women and do exactly what Ladybird asked, portalling us to Purgatory.
As soon as we land, Harmony is complaining. “This is kidnapping. I’ll have you removed from office for this.”
Ladybird drags her down the streets of Purgatory until she sees a familiar face.
“Morose,” Ladybird shouts.
The reaper in question rolls her eyes and looks at the sky. “It’s Mors.”
