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MYLA
Lincoln and I now stand alone in the Silver Mead Hall. I figured we’d find Connor sneaking around and causing trouble. My father-in-law has been scheming to get his stupid crown back ever since he lost it.
What I didn’t count on was Connor getting any help.
I focus on Lincoln. “You have an older brother?”
“So, it seems.”
“I hate him.”
“Thank you.”
“But what’s up with that phantasmagoria? He sucks at his job.”
“Are you saying Truman is Hades?”
“Remember when I saw Hades in my classroom? I had a lot of time to stare at him. What else is there to do in high school? Even back then, I could tell that he was a soul wrapped up in layers of phantasms. I don’t know where his body would be, but that’s what I saw.”
LIncoln grips his hands behind his back. Classic thinking pose. “Wh
