Zeus. The mighty god of gods himself. I’d read about him in myths and fiction, but never once imagined actually meeting the big guy in person. Maybe the thought of being zapped to death had something to do with that, but right then, I would’ve gladly taken a lightning bolt to the face if it meant getting Nicholas back.
I glanced at Nathaniel, who had gone completely silent, his lips pressed tight as he stared at his phone.
“So,” Williams said after a moment, scratching the back of his neck, “what’s the bad news?”
We were all wondering the same thing. It shouldn’t have been that hard: call Zeus, snitch on the Moon Goddess, get Nicholas back. Easy peasy.
“Isn’t it obvious?” Nathaniel finally said, shaking his head like we were fools. “This is Zeus we’re talking about, not our next-door n
