“Master, can you tell if there’s someone up here?” Sam asked.
[No, kid… the fire’s messing up the system’s radar tool. You’re going to have to check for yourself.]
“Triple-A has radar?” Sam repeated. “Seriously?”
[Lesson number five, kid. Concentrate!]
Sam crouched low to avoid the smoke. He crawled over burning wood — wincing every time the fire touched his skin and then sighing with relief as Regeneration kicked in — toward the source of that cough. It wasn’t long until he found a dead body on the floor. What little of it that wasn’t blackened and burned told Sam he was staring down at a woman’s corpse.
“Holy Zeus…” Sam whispered.
He pulled out two drachmas from his pocket and placed them over the sockets that had once contained her eyes. They were little more than goo now.
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