8
“Zeus killed Sophia?” Alaric asks, breaking the silence and my warm and fuzzy moment.
“Yeah, it was terrible,” I tell him. “She fought hard till the end, though.”
“That means Zeus has at least three keys now.”
I shake my head. “No, last I saw he only had his and Trevor’s, and it looks like Trevor is getting more and more fed up with being Zeus’ lackey.”
“So who has Sophia’s key?”
I wink at him. “Me.”
“You have it?” he asks, scanning my body. I feel like he’s not checking out the goods. This is purely business, and I’m a little hurt.
“It’s safe,” I assure him. “Are you really going to play a game to determine who wins at the end if it’s just us left?” I ask.
“This whole competition has been a game.” He’s not wrong. “Although rock paper scissors may be anticlimactic, and lacking i
