A little chat with the god of the underworld (Hades and Frank)
Frank wasn't necessarily scared of Hazel's dad. Not the way most people are. Of course, he wasn't a complete idiot. He knew that he was to be feared and definitely respected, but he didn't have an irrational reaction to it. He realised that although the gods aren't always that involved with their children there was a chance that Hades may be keeping an eye on him.
He was just walking back from dinner. His stomach growled contentedly and he was glad there was no one round to hear it. Hazel had been talking with some of the other kids, so Frank thought he might just wander back to his unwelcoming cabin. Most of his cabin mates were still eating so hopefully he could have some peace and quiet in his dorm. Suddenly, he heard someone say his name and he froze. That does not sound like a camper, he thought.
