Chapter 3

Danny hated himself all right. But he wasn’t the only one at fault.

“Zeus did everything he could,” he said. “He would have succeeded in saving those people if he’d had help. He was supposedto have help. If anyone besides Thanatos is to blame for those people dying, for my motherdying, it isn’t Zeus.” He centered his gaze on Liu’s yellow eyes, so similar to his own. “It’s Malcolm Cho for not showing up like he promised.”

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Danny stifled a curse as he rolled to his feet inside the…factory? He couldn’t be sure. It was nearly pitch black inside. Pitch black for him, against an enemy with night vision.

Feeling outward with his hands, Danny walked slowly into what felt like an expansive room. Charging up his powers to light the way would only pinpoint his location, if Camo didn’t already know.