“We should take one more. Annabeth—” “Oh, no!” Coach Hedge barked. “Young lady, you are grounded.” Annabeth stared at him like he was speaking a foreign language. “Excuse me?” “You and Jackson are not going anywhere together!” Hedge insisted. He glared at Percy, daring him to mouth off. “I’ll go with Frank and Mr. Sneaky Jackson. The rest of you guard the ship and make sure Annabeth doesn’t break any more rules!” Wonderful, Percy thought. A boys’ day out with Frank and a bloodthirsty satyr, to find salt water in a landlocked city. “This,” he said, “is going to be so much fun.”
