Percy walked into the bedroom, he forced himself to focus. He was usually really good at setting aside his emotions, but between being exhausted and not knowing what was going on, he was finding it hard this time.
"There was an attack," he said dryly with no intonation in his voice. "Angelina is dead. Merlin knows how many others."
He sat down on the edge of the bed and stared at the wall. "We're in lockdown now."