Lump was riveted. “Hell sounds kind of fascinating.” “If you like soap operas,” Laszlo said dryly. “Hell’s pretty much just Dynasty with a lot of murder and magic.” “What’s Dynasty?” asked Maggie. “A soap opera from the eighties. Just picture a bunch of rich people in ridiculous outfits having affairs and wrestling in koi ponds.” She cracked a smile. “I’d watch that.”
