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This was one of those situations.
โHey, you guys,โ I said cheerily, waving at the twins.
Artemis sat up and whipped off her sunglasses. โCan it, Mason. My brother had to sleep on a hammock all night. A hammock! What the hell happened to the hut you were supposed to build?โ
Apollo slowly sat up in his own hammock, smiling. โArtemis, chill. Iโm totally fine. Perfectly happy to sleep in a hammock. Also, we kind of donโt need to sleep. And we were up super late last night, what with all the cocktails and โ โ
She waved her hand irritably in his face. โShush, shush. Not the point. Youโre still supposed to have a door that closes. I canโt have guests going shelterless and sleeping in the hot sun.โ She stretched her arms out to either side. โThatโs not the level of service youโre meant to receive at Chez Artemis.โ
I tutted at her. โReally? Itโs called Paradise. Also, I didnโt get the memo about you turning this place into a bed and breakfast.โ
She sprang off the hammock. โWell, Iโll write you that memo right now. And another one telling you to stop mouthing off. As soon as I find a pen.โ She patted herself down, as if the goddess of the hunt went around with a ballpoint on her person at all times. โJust you wait,โ she continued, stalking off in search of stationery.
Apollo tutted and shook his head. โDonโt you mind her. She gets these ideas sometimes. At some point she wanted to run an animal shelter, until she realized how much work was actually involved.โ
I shrugged and rolled my eyes. โIโm totally used to it. Sheโll get bored with the idea and go back to watching TV and eating cheesy snacks by this time tomorrow.โ
From somewhere among the trees, Artemis protested. โI heard that!โ
I shrugged again. โShe hears everything. In here, at least. But speaking of which, you mentioned that you, yourself, see everything. Out there.โ
Hah. Real smooth segue there, Mason.
He gave me a flattered grin, scratching at his stomach, trying to play it cool. โWell, you know, not everything. And itโs not like I can see through roofs or walls or anything like that.โ
I felt my stomach drop a little lower with every limitation he mentioned. It was interesting, though, seeing all these different ways that scrying could shift between various magical, divine, and supernatural disciplines. The Lorica had their own Eyes, who used remote viewing through mirrors and crystals and what have you to gather intelligence for the organization. Florian and the root network mostly tapped into things to do with nature and plants, and Asher could commune with the dead, apparently on an extremely wide scale. Still, it was strange how he couldnโt find the spirits of the murdered nephilim. Where had they gone?
Interesting, yes, but also a little frustrating. We had eyes and ears everywhere, and yet not enough to really go on. And then there was Sadriel, the one person who could actually help us home in on the nephilim. She could easily drop in on each of them, the way she loved to pop up in my life with zero warning. And surely she wasnโt the only field agent in her department. Samyazaโs system only vaguely showed us where the nephilim were, and maybe if he and I worked at it, together we could actually track them down and help.
But no matter if we got Samyaza or Sadriel to do the surveilling, there were just too many nephilim. It was just like Asher said. To stop the beast, we needed to cut off its head, stab it in the heart.
โHow about locally?โ I said. โWe can start with that. Put together any information we get from you, Asher, Samyaza, anybody, and try to, uh, triangulate from there. Am I using that right? Triangulate?โ
โYou watch too much television.โ Artemis came stomping back up to us, a pen and a legal pad clutched in her hands.
I folded my arms and frowned at her. โBarely. You and Priscilla are always hogging the TV for your soaps and that disgusting pimple show.โ
She thrust her finger at my face. โDr. Pimple Popper is a national treasure. Global. Interdimensional. I will not have you besmirch her name.โ She started scribbling furiously on the pad.
โOh, look, she really is going to write me a memo.โ
Artemis rolled her eyes. โNo, stupid. I was joking.โ She raised the pad, showing me a rough sketch of what looked like โ huh, wait. It was an approximate map of Valero. Then she flung the thing at Apollo. โHere. Get to work.โ
Apollo glanced at the pad, then nodded in understanding. โItโll take some time to scour the area, but I think I can see what youโre going for. Track the surroundings, right? Figure out the local presence of this โ did you call it the Hunger?โ
โThatโs exactly it,โ I said, the inside of my chest a little lighter as I threw Artemis a grateful smile. โThank you. The both of you.โ
Artemis allowed herself a tiny grin before dropping it and playing the part of a hard-ass once more. โItโs the sensible thing to do. Itโs the right thing to do. Weโll help you any way we can, Mason. I think animals will always be better than people, but I will not condone the slaughter of innocents either way.โ She clambered back into her hammock and slipped her enormous sunglasses over her eyes. โWake me up when you find something.โ
โUh-huh,โ Apollo said, poring over the rudimentary map like it was a crossword puzzle. His tongue stuck out the corner of his mouth in concentration. One of his eyes burned a faint gold as it looked beyond the dimensional barriers of Paradise and into reality. โStart local. Right.โ
I stepped away to start construction โ again
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