Chapter 9
*ShOuToUtS!
PhoenyxWarrior: *facepalm* Dang it! You're right. =/ I'll fix that.
Mixandmingle: you shall see!
Denim Jeans: YES! PART THREE!
All done!
"May I ask your name?" Jeeves asked.
"Marshal; Marshal Morris," the man said, stepping in the house around Jeeves. "I was sent here from the Madrigals to protect them." His phone buzzed. He pulled it out, opened it, and then closed it. "I was just informed that I also needed to protect a… Leo Valdez?"
"Why him?" Ian asked. "He's not a Cahill!"
"Apparently, he has something to do with them, though. I brought along someone else who has something to do with the Cahill's. Nico, come here."
Nico Di'Angelo walked in the door in his usual gothic look.
"Wait, how do you have anything to do with Cahill's?" Percy asked him.
"I'm a Lucian," he said proudly.
"Finally!" Ian said.
Amy wasn't so sure about Marshal. She gave him a suspicious look. "How come I've never met you?" she asked.
"I'm… an undercover agent, to put it in short terms. I've been undercover, keeping tabs on the Wyoming's."
"Well you two aren't going to get anywhere soon," Dan said. "Ryder's pitching a fit because we're here."
Amy kicked him from underneath the table.
"What?" Dan asked. "She is!"
"Where's Hazel?" Nico asked.
Everyone looked at each other in silence, but Leo looked at Marshal.
"What do you guys want with me?" Leo asked him.
"Apparently, you have something to do with them."
"And that would be…?" Leo asked.
"They didn't say," Marshal snapped. He cleared his throat. "Can someone got get Ryder? We need to leave. Now."
Meanwhile Upstairs…
"You ok?" Piper asked Ryder as she sat down on Ryder's bed. Ryder was sitting there, playing Modern Warfare 3.
"Are they still here?" Ryder asked.
"Yea."
"Then no."