❝ THE BURIALS OF PAST ❞

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❝ THE BURIALS OF PAST ❞

❝ THE BURIALS OF PAST ❞

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THEY WERE CROSSING the Potomac when they spotted the helicopter. It was a sleek, black military model just like the one we'd seen at Westover Hall. And it was coming straight toward them.

"They know the van," Marcus said. "We have to ditch it."

Zoe swerved into the fast lane. The helicopter was gaining.

"Maybe the military will shoot it down," Grover said hopefully.

"The military probably thinks it's one of theirs," Percy said. "How can the General use mortals, anyway?"

"Mercenaries," Zoe said bitterly. "It is distasteful, but many mortals will fight for any cause as long as they are paid."

"But don't these mortals see who they're working for?" Percy asked looking between Lilith and Zoe. "Don't they notice all the monsters around them?"

Zoe shook her head. "I do not know how much they see through the Mist. I doubt it would matter to them if they knew the truth. Sometimes mortals can be more horrible than monsters."

Marcus snorted. "They are just a bunch of naive thickheads." His hand twrilling an arrow as his blue eyes sparkled.

"They are stupid. Mortals don't care about good or bad, they care about money and fame. They would lick anyone's boots if they threw a little money to them." Lilith smirked at Percy, "I love mortals."

Percy felt a shiver go through his spine as he looked at the siniter flame in her amethyst brown eyes. Sometimes he forget how insane and powerful the Nightangels could be.

His heart skipped a beat as he realised that he didn't felt any fear, rather he loved the insanity in her eyes.

The helicopter kept coming, making a lot better time than we were through D.C. traffic.

Thalia closed her eyes and prayed hard. "Hey, Dad. A lightning bolt would be nice about now. Please?"

But the sky stayed gray and snowy. No sign of a helpful thunderstorm.

"There!" Bianca said. "That parking lot!"

"We'll be trapped," Zoe said.

"Trust me," Bianca said.

Zoe shot across two lanes of traffic and into a mall parking lot on the south bank of the river. They left the van and followed Bianca down some steps.

"Subway entrance," Bianca said. "Let's go south. Alexandria."

"Anything," Thalia agreed.

They bought tickets and got through the turnstiles, looking behind them for any signs of pursuit.

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