Hermes had been in a spectacular mood until he heard the door buzzer and then the frantic sound in his granddaughter's voice. He had buzzed them in in an instant and when they were at the door he opened it quickly.
One look at her and red hot anger burned deep in his belly. "Cordelia," he said, opening his arms to her and eyeing the police officer warily. He didn't feel mortal. "What happened, love?"