Athena's Daughter
shook her head and
looked up. “And the hotels provide all this?”
    Simon nodded. “Sometimes they miss something,
though, and it’ll be your responsibility to see that the problem is
rectified. Don’t worry, love. The hotel staff will be quick to make
things right. They don’t want to have to deal with us any more than
they have to.”
    “Why? Are you such horrible guests?”
    “In a way,” Simon laughed. “It’s just that we
like to do our own thing, and they don’t want to have to bother
with us. Things can get a little crazy at times, and they prefer to
leave us to ourselves.”
    “Okay, then.” She bent her head over the
notebook again. Most of the requests weren’t too outlandish, and
she thought she could handle it.
    “Of course, there will be things that the
hotel doesn’t provide, and it’s up to you to get them.”
    The change in voice brought her eyes up
again. “Like what?”
    Rubbing a finger under his nose, Simon looked
around the lobby to check for eavesdroppers. “Well, Paul likes a
snort now and again. And Ian and Robin are both into things a
little more psychedelic.”
    Athena narrowed her eyes and leaned forward,
keeping her voice low. “Drugs? I’m supposed to buy them drugs?”
    “Part of the job, love.”
    “And if I get arrested doing it? Will y’all
just leave me holding the bag?”
    “You won’t get arrested. It’s not like we’ll
be sending you out into dark alleys or anything like that. There
will be people coming out of the woodwork offering it, you’ll see.
All you have to do is buy it, and deliver it to the lads.” Though
he spoke in a near whisper, his tone was that of a man discussing
the purchase of fresh produce. “It won’t be a problem.”
    That’s what he thought. It was a problem for
Athena, so it was going to be a problem for the members of Wolf.
She had no intention of buying anything illegal for them, employee
or no. Despite Simon’s words to the contrary, she knew there was
the possibility of arrest, and if being a single mother was tough,
being one with an arrest record would be a nightmare. With a mental
shrug, she flipped through the notebook again. They’d find out soon
enough; no need to tip her hand before the problem arose.
    She stopped at a page entitled “Clothing,”
and frowned. “What’s this about laundry? Am I going to have to hunt
up a Laundromat in every city or something?”
    “Not at all,” Simon assured her. “The hotels
will do the laundry. You just have to make sure they do it.” He
eyed her nonchalant shrug, and shook his finger. “It’s not as
simple as it sounds, love. You’ll have to gather up their dirty
clothes and make sure it gets to the proper people early the next
morning so it’ll get done before we leave. One of the first things
you’ll need to do after we check in is to arrange for early laundry
service. Just be glad they don’t wear elaborate stage costumes that
need dry cleaning. And speaking of early mornings, you probably
won’t get a lot of sleep unless you do it on the plane.”
    Athena frowned. “Why not?”
    “You have to be available to them at all
hours, and none of them seem to sleep at the same time.” Simon
smiled and shook his head. “If you do try to sleep, expect them to
wake you a lot.”
    “Wonderful,” she muttered. “Are they asleep
now?”
    “Derek and Robin probably are. We should go
wake them now unless you have any more questions.”
    “Not right now.” She flipped the notebook
closed, and took a last gulp of coffee. “I’ll probably have some as
we go along, though.”
    “No problem.” Simon got to his feet and
stretched. “If you do, just ask.”
    Once in the elevator, he turned to her with a
serious expression. “Almost forgot. You don’t have to do anything
for the girls, so don’t let them try to trick you into it.”
    Athena’s eyebrows shot up. “What girls?”
    “Paul has an American girlfriend he brings
along on tour. Actually, she’s a groupie, but

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