"I think I've mentioned some of this in passing," Luna said, pulling out into the flow of traffic, "or I might have told most of it to someone else. But Hecate owns a bunch of hotels across the country that sort of take in lost women. I don't think she advertises it, but women in trouble just sort of find their way there? And then once they're in, they're safe from whatever it was in the outside world that they're running from. So Hecate bought this rundown place in Staten Island and has left me in charge of fixing it up. I'm not actually doing the work - Hecate doesn't want it to collapse - but I'm sort of overseeing, dealing with the builders and contractors, making sure everything gets covered. But, anyway, I like to go out and take a look at the progress now and then, and I thought you might like the outing. Hecuba usually comes as guard dog, but today you can be my guard dog." She flashed a smile at Tinsel and then put her attention firmly back on the traffic.