“Um…hopefully, if I get close enough. I’ll have to walk around the city. Frank, would you come with me?” Frank beamed. “Absolutely.” “And, uh…Leo,” Hazel added. “It might be a good idea if you came along too. The fish-centaurs said we’d need your help with something mechanical.” “Yeah,” Leo said, “no problem.” Frank’s smile turned into something more like Chrysaor’s mask.
