Sorry it took so long to get this chapter up. Also, I'm sorry it's so short, I couldn't really make it much longer, but I'll update again soon to make up for it. There is a new poll on my profile for all Treason fans. Please vote, because I can not update Treason until you do.
"Luke, I can't sleep."
Luke, who had been half asleep, sat up and looked over at Annabeth, who was lying on the forest floor a few feet away from where he sat. "What's wrong?" he whispered
"I'm cold," whispered Annabeth, shivering from the brisk November wind.
"Me too," added Thalia, sitting up and turning to face Luke. "We need to go somewhere warmer than Maine to stay for the winter."
Luke nodded. He took their small, ragged backpack that he had stolen last month and dug through it until he found what he was looking for. He spread a map of the United States out on the ground. "What we need," said Luke "is to go to a city, somewhere crowded and busy. That way, it will be easier to steal food without being caught.
"How about," the son of Hermes placed his finger on the map without looking, and then glanced down to see where it landed, "Boston."
"Boston." repeated Thalia "is a long walk from northern Maine."
Luke rose and gestured for the girls to follow him. After about five minutes, they stopped at a parking lot with several cars parked in it. He turned to Thalia and grinned mischievously.
"Who said we were walking?"