this!?
?Okay. Whatever,? Helen said, suddenly done with the conversation.
She took her jacket off and put it over the gruesome
corpse?Pandora?s corpse?Helen thought in grief before she
turned back to her mother. ?Are you badly injured?? she asked.
?I?ll be fine. You need to go stop Hector,? Daphne said as she
changed gears seamlessly. ?Go. I?ll take Pandora back to her family.
Then I?ll find you.?
Helen nodded at her mother, knowing there was more to the
story, but that would have to wait. She jumped into the air and
headed west, staying low to the ground so she didn?t miss Hector
and Creon as they ran through the unbelievably dark interior of the
island. Her eyes couldn?t manipulate light the way the eyes of the
Children of Apollo could; out here she was the one at a disadvantage.
She wished Lucas was with her. He would be able to see perfectly
even in the dark of the moors. He would also know where to
look because he was a better strategist. Most of all, she just wished
he was with her so that she wouldn?t have to face Hector and Creon
alone.
Putting that thought aside, she flew from one end of the island to
the other, but she didn?t see them anywhere. She backtracked,
knowing that her adversary wasn?t stupid enough to keep running
until he fell into the ocean. Creon was trapped on the island, unless
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he was trying to get to someplace where he could get off of it.
Helen took a sharp turn and flew north toward the ferry.
It was late, too late to catch the last ferry, but maybe Creon didn?t
know that. In a second, Helen was approaching the more populated
area by the town center, and she had to either fly up high to
avoid being seen or touch down and run the rest of the way. She