Is it possible they might not mess it up? Is it possible they might actually find her? Was what Thunder didn't say. It was hopeless trying to get them to change their minds once they were made up. You might as well be Sisyphus, pushing a rock up a slope only to have it roll down again. Thunder had met Sisyphus, in actual fact, but he hadn't been a great conversationalist. Swearwords had featured largely in his vocabulary.
"All right, so no police...but what about the blood?"
"What about the blood?"
"Couldn't you get Cerberus to trace it or something?"
Dallas glanced at Carl, who shrugged.
"It's a possibility," the erstwhile Lord of the Underworld admitted, and that was quite enough for Dallas.
"Let's go then! C'mon, Cerberus!"
He dashed away out of the graveyard gates, followed by an enthusiastic Cerberus, leaving Carl and Thunder to follow as best they could without the benefit of four legs or winged sandals.
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