A FEW HOURS LATER and a very frustrated Persephone had numerous pictures of the victim laid out on the glass table, though it seems as if no amount of pictures will jog Zeus's memory.

"Doesn't ring a bell." Zeus dismissed, however Hera looked troubled.

"Yes it does," she argued, "she was your secretary for three years."

"She was?" Zeus sat up.

"She was." A new voice cut in, all heads turned to look at the figure that was leaning on the door frame.

"Poseidon." Zeus greeted, not really showing any emotion.

"Zeus." He replied, "good to see you, and you Hera." He smiled at her. She didn't return the gesture. He sat in the space between Zeus and Hera, putting his feet up on the coffee table, much to Hera's disgust.

Persephone was frantically writing down notes, "do you know anything else Hera?" She asked without looking up from her notebook.

Hera hesitated for a moment, "no. I don't know anything else about her relationship with Zeus." Her sentence was worded carefully, to the point where it was almost~ suspicious. Persephone seemed to not notice, she started to pack her things.

"We should go see Artemis and Apollo." Hades suggested to his wife, assisting her in filing up documents. She simply nodded along.

"I'll see you out." Hera stood with the couple and followed them out of the room. Zeus had a feeling that it would take an additional half an hour for Persephone and Hera to finally part ways. They had a habit of having  unnecessarily long conversations in the doorway.

Zeus and Poseidon sat in silence for a few minutes before Poseidon spoke up, "I came to talk to you about the business." He started, there was something off about his tone but Zeus couldn't quite pick up on what it was. Poseidon was left in charge of Olympus for a year as Zeus decided he wanted to travel.

"What about it?"

"Someone used your business, and your name, to commit fraud." Poseidon informed nonchalantly, examining his nails.

"What?" Zeus suddenly became very alert, his whole demeanour changed.

"You won't like what I'm about to say next." He smirked, "it's funny how you put so much trust into the wrong person, my dear brother."

"What are you implying?" Zeus was panicking. How dare anyone tarnish his name like this? How dare they jeopardise all his years of dedicated work. And to be apparently so trustworthy, Zeus was suffering extreme second hand embarrassment.

"Hera is involved."