Caroline knew that she was different. She didn't fit in. She didn't belong there. So she left. She shadow-travelled to London, but not before leaving a note for Nico and Reyna.
In London, she arrived a little before dawn and was greeted by the sight of a ghost attacking two boys and a girl around her age carrying weird-looking swords and........ packets of salt? Caroline had always been stronger and better than Nico when dealing with ghosts, and so she was not too tired from the journey. She ordered the ghost to return to the Underworld, while the other three just stared in shock at what just happened.
"I'm Anthony Lockwood, and these are my associates, Lucy Carlyle and George Karim. If you don't mind me asking, who are you and why are you wandering around the streets so late without any precautions whatsoever?" "Also, how did you do that?" Anthony and his associate George asked, respectively.
"My name is Caroline di Angelo, and I just arrived from New York." I replied to their astonished faces.
