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I’ve come to gamble.”The old man’s mouth twitched. He put down his shish kebab and leaned toward Percy. “A gamble…how interesting. Information in exchange for the harpy? Winner take all?””No,” Percy said. “The harpy isn’t part of the deal.”Phineas laughed. “Really? Perhaps you don’t understand her value.””She’s a person,” Percy said. “She isn’t for sale.
