-Jason Grace-
"Guys, I just figured out where I know this guy!" Leo announced.
"Please, do tell," Hazel urged.
"Amos Kane, he's the famous tenor saxophonist of Jagged Blue." He shot into a huge grin.
"Uh, and I assume that 'Jagged Blue' is the name of a band?" Frank asked.
"It's an awesome jazz group. And I swear, Kane is the one that made them popular." Leo was starting to sound like a fan girl the more this continued. "Well, they haven't done any gigs in two years now, which is a shame."
"Nico say anything about his condition yet?" I asked.
Once we had managed to urge the God onto the ship, he collapsed to the floor. This Kane guy was getting weirder by the minute. And now Leo states the guy is a jazz tenor for a small band? "He thinks his ribs are crushing his lungs, and the gasping for air implies that it might even kill," Piper explained.
"Good," Coach put in his two cents, still having a strong distaste towards the magician.
"Uh, no it's not," Annabeth started. "If he dies on this ship, the House of Life will think we did it."
"Why?" Frank asked quickly. "He's dying from something we can never achieve to inflict."
"Gaia will find something," Percy spoke up. "She wants us to fight them, something Amos has been afraid of since we've met."
"Well, that Set guy mentioned New York," I started, "you two know what he meant by that?"
"Brooklyn House most likely," Annabeth answered.
"It's probably a good thing we got him on the ship rather than let him use magic instead. I'm sure that probably has some physical wear on them," I continued. "I'm going to talk to Nico directly on it, see what he thinks."
"I'll come with," Percy added.