Jake was an archer. So was I. That solved that. Who would take things not sold? That would be stealing. Oh, that's it. A child of Hermes. Vanessa.
We met by the lake. I filled them in.
"Recite the prophecy for me." said Jake. I recited it.
"Sounds to me like we need to go to the four corners— California, Maine, Washington, and Florida. But what's this about a love commencing and stuff being broken. "Said Vanessa.
I was pretty sure I knew what it meant, but I could not let them. I could not let Jake know.
"Let's get going, "Ordered Jake.
"To Maine," I said.
"Wait. How do we get there?" asked Vanessa worriedly.
I smiled mysteriously. "I think I might have an idea."
