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asked. “He's good, da?”
    “You know Vodou,” Yemanja said with delight. “Yes, Papa is among them and he's said to never take a life before its time but he is rather outnumbered in that group and as fickle as the rest of them.”
    “So we need to talk to this Baron,” I surmised.
    “It would have to be done delicately,” Yemanja frowned.
    “How does one delicately accuse the Lord of the Graveyard of murdering and betraying his own people?” Trevor rolled his eyes.
    “With tact,” I smiled and my men groaned.
    “Do you have tact, Godhunter?” Yemanja lifted a doubtful dark brow at me.
    “Maybe we should send Hades,” I frowned as I considered. “We'll have to talk to the God Squad anyway. Can you stay awhile, Yemanja? We have plenty of room and I'd like you to be here in case any of the others have questions for you.”
    “As long as you don't mind a mermaid in your moat,” she teased.
    “I don't mind at all,” I chuckled. “As long as you don't mind being chased by a bunch of randy werelions.”
    “We'll just see how fast your cats can swim,” she laughed.

Chapter Two
     
     
    It turns out that my lions can swim pretty darn fast when properly motivated. So Yemanja had lots of social interaction to keep her entertained while I met with the God Squad. I would have invited her to the meeting but we needed to be able to speak freely. There were some things I didn't want non-squaders to know about. The fact that the Greek God of the Underworld could be a bit of a whiner was one of them.
    “Why me?” Had been Hades' response to my suggestion that he be the one to approach Baron Samedi.
    “I thought you might be the most tactful,” I said as Kirill laughed.
    “If you want tact, you should send Teharon,” Hades smirked.
    “But you're a god of the dead,” Teharon pointed out. “You're the better choice.”
    “Is he really so bad that no one wants to go talk to him?” I asked in surprise.
    “Yes,” several gods said at once.
    “I don't see why anyone needs to talk to him,” Torrent mused as he played with Artemis' hand. “When we could just spy on him. Then you don't have to worry about his feelings or if he's lying.”
    “Spying on a god can be difficult. If they trace away, it's hard to follow them,” I looked over to Azrael. He was probably the best suited for spying; what with his ability to make like a ghost and walk through walls while invisible.
    “Unless you have the ability to unmake wards,” Torrent shrugged.
    Torrent had been created from Internet and god magic. It had given him a unique ability to un-make magic. He could see spells like computer code and just decode them. There wasn't a ward in any of the realms that could keep Torrent out. And this was another of those secrets I didn't want Yemanja hearing. A god who could destroy magic was a threat to everyone. So we thought it best to keep Torr's magic a secret for as long as possible.
    “If we could combine you and Az together, we'd have the perfect spy,” Finn mused in his Irish lilt. He'd been spending more time with his siblings lately and it always made his accent stronger.
    “So send them out together,” Horus rolled his eyes at the obviousness of the solution.
    “You know, you don't have to sound like such an ass when you make suggestions,” Horus' fiance Katie, aka Hekate, scowled at him in disapproval.
    “Have I told you today what a wonderful choice you've made in a girlfriend?” I asked Horus as he scowled back at Katie.
    “Twice,” Horus snapped at me.
    “Well, as we witches like to say; third times a charm,” I chirped. “I applaud your wisdom in choosing Hekate.”
    “And I question yours,” Horus said to Odin.
    “Hey,” I huffed as my men narrowed their eyes on Horus.
    “Your gonna get your ass kicked one of these days, babe,” Katie shook her head at Horus. “And I'm going to stand on the side and laugh at you. Possibly point and laugh.”
    “Thanks for the support,” he smiled sweetly