"Right," Travis mumbled. "Listen, we figure the Titan's army will have trouble

getting up the elevator. They'll have to go up a few at a time. And the giants

won't be able to fit at all."

 

'That's our biggest advantage," I said. "Any way to disable the elevator?'

 

"It's magic," Travis said. "Usually you need a key card, but the doorman vani s

hed. That means the defenses are crumbling. Anyone can walk into the elevator

now and head straight up."

 

"Then we have to keep them away from the doors," I said. "We'll bottle them up

in the lobby."

 

"We need reinforcements," Travis said. "They'll just keep coming. Eventually

they'll overwhelm us."

 

"There are no reinforcements," Connor complained.

 

I looked outside at Mrs. O'Leary, who was breathing against the glass doors and

smearing them with hellhound drool.

 

"Maybe that's not true," I said.

 

I went outside and put a hand on Mrs. O'Leary s muzzle. Chiron had bandaged her

paw, but she was still limping. Her fur was matted with mud, leaves, pizza