"Sally is dead," Poseidon says in such a monotone voice that it chilled me to the bone.
It's been three years since Sally's death and they are just now reading and settling her will. Poseidon, in the event Sally's death, was suppose to take his son...
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Images are of the cars mentioned in the chapter.
I feel like I took way to long to post this.
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(Nico)
So far throughout the day waiting for the meeting time to finally come around, I have upset Annabeth, organized Poseidon's desk, organized Hades' bookshelves by title, and had some extreme make out sessions with Jason. I would have to say that today has been very unproductive. Not that I minded the make out sessions. Those are always amazing. Lately they seem to be missing something, but maybe that's just me being anxious about our new housemate.
We didn't go to school today. Poseidon wasn't entirely sure when we were going till he got a phone call at ten. Since then, we've been waiting for the clock to reach the right time for us to leave.
Jason and I sit in Poseidon's office as we wait for the hands to reach two o'clock on the timepiece. It seems as if the hands on the clock are mocking us, so I glare at them. This of course gets Jason to laugh at me as he has done every time I've glanced at the clock today. It just seem to be taking forever for the hands to reach where they need to be. I want to go. I want to meet Poseidon's son now.
Just as I was about to lose it, Poseidon and Hades walk through the door. They tell us it's time to go and I am out the door faster than death itself. Jason leaves as quick as lightning too. He somehow manages to make it to the car before me. We take off driving.
As we drive towards Perseus's house, I become more and more nervous. I believe Jason does too, that is if his death grip on my hand is anything to go by. I'm not really too nervous about meeting Perseus, not at the moment at least. My real concern is the sketchy area of the city we've started to drive into.
I can tell it is upsetting Poseidon. To find out that your kid, a kid that could have been living with you the whole time, lives in a high crime area when you live in a house that's basically a castle with top security and could give the child anything he could ever ask for, must be devastating. As Poseidon asks Hades one more time if we are driving in the right place, I look out the window.
