Chapter Twelve
After my friends and I were fitted for our suits, Mr. Apollo told us to go back to the suite and rest up. We’d be leaving within the hour to go to Hero Island, but Mr. Apollo said that we should get rested so we could be ready for the attack. I didn’t mind that, because I was kind of tired, although I still wondered why Mr. Apollo had laughed at my suggestion of a rematch. Did he really think I couldn’t beat him again? He must have been pretty confident in his own abilities to think that. Given his powers and experience, maybe he had a point.
Regardless, I was still worried about Mom. How was she? Where did the Pokacu take her? Why did they kidnap her? Was she safe? Was she unharmed? I didn’t know. I had a whole bunch of questions in mind that I had no easy or immediate an
