14. Fun with Split Personalities
AN EXCELLENT TIME TO CALL ON ISIS? Perhaps. But even if Isis had answered, I doubted I could summon any magic faster than Neith could shoot. And on the off chance I actually defeated the huntress, I had the feeling Neith would consider it cheating if I used another goddess’s power against her. She’d probably decide I was part of the Russian/zombie/tax collector conspiracy. As mad as Neith was, we needed her help. She’d be much more useful shooting arrows at Apophis than sitting in her bunker making jackets out of our pockets and knotted twine. My mind raced. How to win over a hunter? I didn’t know much about hunters, except for old Major McNeil, Gramps’s friend from the pensioners’ home, who used to tell stories constantly about…Ah. “It’s a shame, really,” I blurted out. Neith hesitated, as I’d hoped she would. “What is?” she asked. “Six edible parts of a palm tree.” I laughed. “It’s seven