Chapter 10: Annabeth and the Geometry of the Outer Dark

The journals arrived in a paper grocery bag.

Edmund carried it across the dining pavilion at half past ten in the morning, set it on the table in front of Annabeth without ceremony, and sat down across from her with his coffee. The bag had a torn handle and a faded Stop & Shop logo and it contained, she would later count, nine volumes of varying sizes held together in three groups by rubber bands that had partially perished and left pale ghost-marks on the covers.

"I had anticipated," Edmund said, "a more elaborate deliberation on my part."