“Nobody else needs to know.” The fewer people this traveled through, the less likely this was to be discovered. “Not even Lazarus. I’ll let him know you’re to have a car. Something low-end. Get rid of the car afterwards. I don’t want any of this coming back to me, you hear? Zero evidence.”
He may have kicked Marcella out, and didn’t really give two shits about what she did, but this was retaliation for an attack that was already tied to Ares. It also meant Hecate was alive enough to tell Apollo what she knew. He was going to have to talk to her. Fuck.
“Sink this so deep it never comes up,” he ordered. “I never want to hear about this again. You tell me when it’s done, and that’s it.”