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tunnels connecting some of the older casinos on the Strip, too. But so many of the hotels have been replaced and rebuilt that that stuff is disappearing. I guess Odin is sort of a Las Vegas historian and he actually picked this place out himself several years ago based on his own research. The owners didn’t even know the tunnel was there. He found out about it from the original blueprints. Atlas talks about Odin a lot; I had only just met him when everything happened.”
    “How are you handling things?” I asked. “I mean with the pregnancy, the stress of the shooting and everything, are you okay? Is the baby…”
    “She’s kicking up a storm,” Piper replied. She didn’t seem bothered at all. “And frankly, yeah, it was scary, but I’ve been through a lot over the past seven or eight months. That shooting would have given me a nervous breakdown a year ago. Nowadays? Not so much.”
    “I want to give you an ultrasound as soon as we can, and a complete checkup. I don’t want your pregnancy to get lost in the shuffle of Odin and everything. Atlas said he can put me in touch with the doctor who was seeing you before?”
    “Sure, yes, she was handling it remotely, we were Skyping. It’ll be nice to be able to speak to a doctor in person.”
    Piper showed me my accommodations, small and simple, but nicer than my own apartment. We walked back into the main house and I set about getting Odin’s room ready for him.

    * * *
    A s I finished my inventory of supplies, I sensed a presence behind me and turned to look up at an angelic face framed by shimmering blonde hair.
    “I’m Mallory,” she introduced herself. “Odin’s girlfriend. Are you the doctor?”
    “Yes, that’s right, my name is Clara. Nice to meet you,” I extended a hand, which she shook.
    “I’m so sorry about everything that happened. Are you okay?” I asked.
    “It was terrifying!” she exclaimed. “Is Odin going to recover? Be himself again, I mean. Like walk and talk and everything.”
    “I certainly hope so. I’m going to do everything I can to bring him back to the man he was before.”
    “I haven’t been to see him. His face…what does he look like?”
    I found it odd that wouldn’t have visited her boyfriend following such a tragedy, but everyone responds to shock differently, so I tried not to judge.
    “He’s very lucky. He has some swelling now, but I expect that once he’s up and around again and his hair grows back in, he’ll look just like you remembered,” I offered.
    “Oh God, I hadn’t even thought of his hair,” she appeared concerned, even if I wasn’t sure exactly what had her in such a state.
    “We had to shave his head once we got the bleeding stopped. It’s standard practice for head trauma.”
    She seemed a bit more at ease and receptive to my knowledge and nodded her head.
    “I’m going back to my room, just thought we probably ought to meet. I’ll be back later after he gets here,” Mallory excused herself, spinning on her red-bottomed heels and strutting away, her blue designer dress swishing with each step. I wondered if she’d ever in her life looked in the mirror and hated the way she looked. The answer had to be no.
    Satisfied that the room was in order, I informed Atlas, and he and I left in an SUV to meet the ambulance at a second location.
    Atlas pulled into an alley between an abandoned grocery store and a self-storage place in a neighborhood in North Las Vegas where the number of homeless people easily quadrupled the number of tourists. As we drove between a dumpster and a stack of pallets, he pulled out a small remote and tapped the button. A door on the back of the building, a loading dock where heads of lettuce and gallons of milk were once delivered, rolled open and we drove inside.
    As we crossed the threshold, Nathaniel’s head appeared, peeking around the side to scan the alley before the door rolled shut behind us. There in front of us, in what might have once been the cereal