Chapter Two
Across the world, Supay sat alone in a bar. A non-descript pub, the customers around him seemed to be distracted by their personal problems. Ordering another drink, he wandered over to the old-school jukebox that sat in the corner and started to search for a song. A voice behind him suddenly caught his attention.
“Well, well, well. If it isn't Supay. Are you depressed that your sweet princess is in the arms of another man?” The musical tinkling voice behind him could only be Juno. Sighing in exasperation, he turned around.
“Don't you have someone else to bother?” He glared at her. Juno's meddling was the reason Phoebe was gone. If there was ever a real-life femme fatale, it was Juno.
She smiled seductively and leaned against the jukebox. Her breasts rose slightly with each
