over Castor and Pallas while they covered the airport on the west
side of the island, and Ariadne was to watch the ferry landing in
the northwest, just in case Creon tried to sneak Daphne off by boat.
Hector did something unexpected. He chose to run around the
dark, deserted east-northeast shoreline, apparently on a fool?s
errand.
Of course, Helen immediately volunteered to fly over him. If
there was one thing she had learned in her few short weeks of
training, it was that Hector could get inside his opponent?s head
and figure out exactly what he or she would do next. No matter
how logical the Delos family?s strategy was, Helen would bank on
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Hector?s gut instincts about Creon over any carefully laid plan.
There had been a heated argument about whether or not Helen
should be allowed outside the compound at all, but in the end, no
one from the House of Thebes could deny the Heir her the right to
look for her mother, the Head of the House of Atreus. It also
helped that everyone thought Helen would just end up flying
around in the pitch black over Hector, safe and useless and on the
wrong side of the island.
Below her, Helen watched Hector plow into the waves a few
times. She stared at him, perplexed. Each time he would pause, fan
his
hands out as he ran them through the water, and then bound
out again, looking thwarted. She knew he had a Scion talent that
had to do with the water, and from the way he seemed to be testing
the waves, almost communicating with them, Helen guessed that
he was looking for something out in the dark ocean. She suddenly
realized why Hector had chosen this gods-forsaken route?he was
looking for something in the water, probably a boat offshore. Why