It took a few minutes to explain the whole situation to Victoria. Her eyes were going from Helen's frantic signing to Dahlia's explanations and then to Sam, with raised eyebrows and a doubtful expression on, as if she was waiting for the three of them to suddenly laugh and tell her it was all some weird joke. When Helen finally stopped moving her hands, Victoria remained quiet for a solid minute before she massaged her temples and turned to Sam.
"...Medusa? A three-headed dog? Seriously?"
"I'm as confused as you are," Dahlia muttered.
"No, no," Victoria shook her head, circling around the room with her high heels still on. "Dahlia babe, I love you, and I can get over the dead kitties and the idiots getting trashed with their car. But a f*****g lion in the garden? A dark cloud? A skul
