Book Seven: Chapter 151

“There are...secret tunnels throughout Paradise.”

“I fucking knew it,” Mike muttered.

Aurora stared at him for several long seconds, then nodded her head. “I’ll go get Ingrid and the others. You go ahead and...um...”

“Thanks.” Mike walked past the hostess and narrowed his eyes as he pulled out his phone and texted everyone at the house. Up ahead, the sounds of battle in the lobby had died down. When he stepped out into the rotunda, it was to see Ratu sitting on the edge of the fountain, her hair and kimono soaking wet.

“Well?” she asked.

“It went poorly,” he replied.

“How poorly?”

“The Director is a naga named Mohan.” Mike felt the temperature in the lobby escalate rapidly as Ratu’s eyes dilated. “He’s apparently been looking for you for quite some time and got real excited when he learned you lived at the house. However, he got pretty butthurt over the fact that we’ve been holding hands, and the whole situation at the house is about getting