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❝ SHE WAS THE TYPE OF GIRL THE MOON CHASED AND THE STARS WISHED F O R . ❞
THE FOUR of them flew in a comfortable silence until — "Shut up, me," Leo said aloud, probably not recognizing that he'd spoken to nothing.
"What?" Piper asked, and Georgia felt herself nodding in agreement to the question.
"Nothing," he said. "Long night. I think I'm hallucinating. It's cool."
No, not cool, Georgia thought. Not cool at all. Georgia hoped that was just Leo's way of humoring them. She didn't want the people of whatever city they were currently over, to clean her blood splatter off their store windows.
"Just joking." Leo probably gaged the feeling in the air and deduced it was best to change the subject. "So what's the plan, bro? You said something about catching wind, or breaking wind, or something?"
As they flew over New England, Jason laid out the game plan: First, find some guy named Boreas and grill him for information— "His name is Boreas?" Leo bursted out, his ADHD taking over. "What is he, the God of Boring?" Second, Jason continued, they had to find those venti that had attacked them at the Grand Canyon— "Can we just call them storm spirits?" Leo asked. "Venti makes them sound like evil espresso drinks." And third, Jason finished, they had to find out who the storm spirits worked for, so they could find Hera and free her.
"So you want to look for Dylan, the nasty storm dude, on purpose," Leo said. "The guy who threw me off the skywalk and sucked Coach Hedge into the clouds."
"So, we're looking for an evil drink at Starbucks?" Georgia questioned, and she saw Jason nod. "I've had worse."
"And that's about it," Jason said. "Well ... there may be a wolf involved, too. But I think she's friendly. She probably won't eat us, unless we show weakness."
Jason told them about his dream—the big nasty mother wolf and a burned-out house with stone spires growing out of the swimming pool.
"Uh-huh," Leo said. "But you don't know where this place is."
"Nope," Jason admitted.
"There's also giants," Piper added. "The prophecy said the giants'revenge."
"Hold on," Leo said. "Giants—like more than one? Why can't it be just one giant who wants revenge?"
"Because when you're a demigod, nothing can be easy. Where's the life threatening fun in that?" Georgia joked, and smiled when Jason turned back to give her a look, like, You know you're not helping, right?