My intuition told me that USB drive was important. "Where's the USB drive now?" I demanded.
"I—I just dropped it off at my brother's company. That's where I was when I ran into you!"
"Hurry! Take us there!" I said.
Donald hesitated, his expression reluctant and fearful.
So I decided to give him a little motivation.
I twisted my body 720 degrees and yanked out my intestines, looping them gently around his neck.
Donald screamed bloody murder and hit the accelerator, speeding straight toward Denver's company.
...
In the passenger seat, Amelia stared blankly ahead, her voice soft. "Sherry... do we really have to get that USB drive?"
I could tell she didn't want to go back—to the same place where she'd been humiliated earlier.
But I knew we had to.
When I returned to the mortal world, Hades told me that only Amelia could see me. Now that Donald could too, it meant he was connected to my unfinished business somehow.
I nodded seriously.
Amelia exhaled and said, "Alright. I believe you."
Donald held a high position in the company, so we weren't stopped this time when we walked in. Still, the expression on the receptionist's face was priceless—like she was watching a soap opera play out live.