The sweetheart neckline puts your cleavage and even the tops of your breasts on display. It is probably a good thing that the dress has a coordinating...heavy black lace coat, which you pull on. Next, you slide your feet into your new black high heel sandals. Just before you head down the stairs you decide to add your jingling ankle bracelet. As you are putting on your lipstick you hear the garage door travel up its track. It’s time for you to go. As your husband walks through the door all he can. She was right. It WAS that explosive. I took a few more breaths and felt my brain was working right again, at least to ask the first question.“Don’t mess with me now, Samantha!” I said firmly. “No games. That is really the truth? You aren’t making this up?”“Yes, it’s the truth. It’s no game. And, no, I’m not making it up. Jeri went to bed with my dad in Monaco when she was eighteen, and she planned to seduce you in Los Angeles long before you actually made the trip.”“Why tell me this? Why not. “I thought you were kidding about spending the night.” I watched her pretend to pout but the sly smirk on her face didn’t help her sell the bit. “Well I can go back home if you like.” I opened the door wider and stepped aside, “Nonsense. Come in.” I watched as she stepped through the door. I had to ask, “Where did you tell you’re parents you were spending the night at?” Amanda dropped her duffle bag and backpack in the main living room. “I told them I’d be spending the weekend at Ash’s. Captain Thyrna promises us a fast crossing. But I expect they won’t be too far behind us. They will ambush again. And there is only one place they know we’ll be.”“They’re going to hit us coming out of the labyrinth,” Chaun sighed, running a hand through his silvery hair. “When we will be weakened from facing the minotaur.”“Which is another problem entirely,” I said. “The Labyrinth. The entrance is on a mechanical clock. It opens for a six hour period in the night, three hours before midnight.