Whilst Percy and the others were on their quest to retrieve the master bolt, you had began to connect the dots. Everything started to make sense, it wasn’t Clarisse who stole the bolt, it was Luke. After a few days, Luke noticed that you’ve been avoiding him and it didn’t settle well with him. He knew that you knew.

You were out for a walk in the forest, late at night when the snap of a twig made you whip around to find Luke leaning against a tree ominously. “Why have you been avoiding me?”