Annabeth caught him in her arms. They were nearly the same height, and he was so thin, he couldn’t weigh much more than she did. However, dead weight was a helluva lot heavier than live weight. Her legs gave out. They landed atop the muddy grass in a tangle. Someone was keening, “No, no, no,” and it was her. Annabeth hunched over Ethan, protecting him from . . . She wasn’t sure. At first she thought he’d been shot again. But there’d been no report; there wasn’t any blood. Had a lethal infection crept into his brain? What would she do? Out here, she had no way to help him. A watery, slightly hysterical laugh erupted. She had no way to help a brain infection anywhere. No one did. Annabeth lifted her head, let her gaze wander the horizon. The only living thing in any direction was the two of them and the horse. If anyone were out there shooting, they’d be dead.
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