Rick Riordan
The Sea Monsters - 02
Instead, Wasp floored the accelerator and rode up on the curb, screeching around another
corner, and knocking over a newspaper box. She left my stomach somewhere back on Broome
Street.
"Excuse me," I said. "But ... can you see?"
"No!" screamed Wasp from behind the wheel.
"No!" screamed Tempest from the middle.
"Of course!" screamed Anger by the shotgun window.
I looked at Annabeth. "They're blind?"
"Not completely," Annabeth said. "They have an eye."
"One eye?"
"Yeah."
"Each?"
"No. One eye total."
Next to me, Tyson groaned and grabbed the seat. "Not feeling so good."
"Oh, man," I said, because I'd seen Tyson get carsick on school field trips and it was not
something you wanted to be within fifty feet of. "Hang in there, big guy. Anybody got a garbage bag
or something?"
The three gray ladies were too busy squabbling to pay me any attention. I looked over at
Annabeth, who was hanging on for dear life, and I gave her a why-did-you-do-this-to-me look.
"Hey," she said, "Gray Sisters Taxi is the fastest way to camp."
"Then why didn't you take it from Virginia?"
"That's outside their service area," she said, like that should be obvious. "They only serve
Greater New York and surrounding communities."
"We've had famous people in this cab!" Anger exclaimed. "Jason! You remember him?"
"Don't remind me!" Wasp wailed. "And we didn't have a cab back then, you old bat. That was
three thousand years ago!"
"Give me the tooth!" Anger tried to grab at Wasp's mouth, but Wasp swatted her hand away.
"Only if Tempest gives me the eye!"
"No!" Tempest screeched. "You had it yesterday!"
"But I'm driving, you old hag!"
"Excuses! Turn! That was your turn!"
Wasp swerved hard onto Delancey Street, squishing me between Tyson and the door. She
punched the gas and we shot up the Williamsburg Bridge at seventy miles an hour.
The three sisters were fighting for real now, slapping each other as Anger tried to grab at
Wasp's face and Wasp tried to grab at Tempest's. With their hair flying and their mouths open,
screaming at each other, I realized that none of the sisters had any teeth except for Wasp, who had
one mossy