The Olympus Rising compound sprawled across an entire city block in the heart of the guild district. A monument to corporate success wrapped in the aesthetics of ancient mythology. Marble columns framed the entrance. Golden accents caught the afternoon sun. The whole place screamed money loud enough to make my teeth ache.
"Home sweet home." Reyna stepped out of the vehicle. "For the next two weeks anyway."
I followed her through the main entrance into a lobby that belonged in a museum. High ceilings with painted murals depicting heroes of legend. A reception desk manned by staff in matching uniforms. Security checkpoints disguised as decorative archways.
Veronica guided us toward a private elevator. "Your quarters are on the residential floor. Separate rooms, of course. We maintain strict propriety standards for our interns."
"Of course." I kept my face neutral. "Propriety."
Reyna snorted.
