Oh - there was so much. Hecate took another sip of water as she let her mind start to process all of it.
A Jane Doe was good news. If 'Saffron' had been killed, ownership of the Enodia would have passed to her 'partner' in Ohio, another fabricated persona. While Hecate was happy to leave the every day running of the small chain of hotels to her managers, she didn't trust anyone else to run the place the way she wanted it to be run. Mostly in regard to the few private rooms she had set away for vulnerable people, warded to be safe, warded to be secret. So, long ago, she'd organised things so that even if Saffron died, Hecate would still own the hotel.
If Darcy had died, then Hecate's growing network of contacts in the world of law enforcement and private detective agencies was ruined. Their relationship was with Darcy, no one else, and they were useful.
If Hex had died, there went her flirtation with Silas, the very handsome young witch who worked in her shop. Though it was the least to lose out of all the options, Hecate was relieved she hadn't lost that. He had the softest eyes.
Next morsel Qebhet had given her was Luna's involvement, and Hecate pressed a hand to her heart. That girl was a gift, pure and simple.
Finally, Apollo. "Do you know why?" she asked, but even as she was wondering at Apollo's impatience, more memories of her death started to slither back to her. "And do you know if Luna found Serene?"