“That could be what he wants,” Jesus said. “All those reporters will record the Faerie God slaughtering humans while my father doubtless escapes. He'll use it to rally even more humans to his side until he turns the world against my brother.”
“So, I go, call him out on his lies, and refuse to fight,” Azrael said.
“And if he attacks?” I ask.
“I trace away.” Azrael shrugged.
“You trace away?” Odin asked. “You want to go alone?”
“I think it's best.”
“Hardly,” Samael scoffed. “You will go and facethe reportersalone. Try to draw out Jehovah. If he does leave the palace, we'll trace inside and search it for the Grayel.”
“He'll probably take the Grayel with him,” Jesus said. “He's not going to leave it sitting unattended in the palace, and he won't trust anyone to guard it.”
“So, we use the distraction in another way,” Pan said. “We sneak up on Jerry, cloaked in invisibility, and take the case right out of his hands.”
“He'll be surrounded by guards,” Trevor said.
“Then we don't go invisible.” Horus looked at Pan and grinned.
“Costumes?” Pan asked excitedly.
“Uniforms,” Horus corrected.
“You don't think the members of the King's Guard will notice that you're not one of them?” Hekate asked as she rocked Astie.
I watched her for a moment, jealous that I didn't have my baby to rock. My arms ached to hold my daughter. My boobs ached too, for that matter. Breastfeeding is hard on a woman, especially when she doesn't have a baby to feed.
“They'll be just as distracted as Jerry,” Samael said. “We trace in behind them and grab the case before they have time to get a good look at us.”
“Only one or two at most can go,” Thor said. “Any more and they'll notice our arrival.”
“That's if Jerry goes out to confront Az,” Viper said. “If he stays inside, we can send more.”
“We'll need men with slim physiques,” Luke said. “Most of you are too bulky and that will attract attention.”
“I'm the right size,” Jesus said.
“But you're not a fighter,” Luke said gently.
“If it's just a snatch-and-grab, I won't have to fight.”
“We're overly complicating this,” I said. “Azrael goes to speak to the reporters and at the same time, weallinvade Buckingham Palace. We'll stop Jerry before he has a chance to step outside, then we can grab him and the case, and he won't be able to refute what Azrael says. It'll look as if he's hiding inside, too scared to confront the Faerie God.”
“And the guards?” Thor asked.
“Morpheus can put them to sleep; no one has to die.”
“No one but Jerry,” Cid said. “Wearekilling him this time, right?”
“Yes,” Lucifer said.
“Shouldn't we kill the humans too?” Ira asked.
Everyone looked at him in horror.
“Well, they've all drank from the Grayel,” Ira said. “They're like gods but without magic. We can't let them live, can we?”
