Butch hesitated. "Annabeth's okay. You gotta cut her some slack. She had a vision telling her to come here, to find a guy with one shoe. That was supposed to be the answer to her problem." "What Problem?" Piper asked. "She's been looking for one of our campers, who's been missing three days," Butch said. "She's going out of her mind with worry. She hoped he'd be here." "Who?" Jason asked. "Her boyfriend," Butch said, "A guy named Percy Jackson.
Rick RiordanShe tied her blond hair back with a strip of denim torn from her pants leg, and in the fiery light of the river, her grey eyes flickered. Despite being beat-up, sooty, and dressed like a homeless person, she looked great to Percy. So what if they were in Tartarus? So what if they stood a slim chance of surviving? He was so glad that they were together, he had the ridiculous urge to smile.
Rick RiordanNow-whatโs our game plan?โ Coach Hedge belched. Heโd already had three espressos and a plate of doughnuts, along with two napkins and another flower from the vase on the table. He wouldโve eaten the silverware, except Piper had slapped his hand. โClimb the mountain,โ Hedge said. โKill everything except Piperโs dad. Leave.โ โThank you General Eisenhower,โ Jason grumbles.
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