The Sons of Hades
Who apologized while waving an imaginary peace flag.
Then, Lex looked up. “We have been following the wrong path. Damn the internet; it’s a distraction.”
“How do you mean?” Bob asked. The bulb above their heads blinked.
“Their name wasn’t curled from the Greek god, Hades, or his children. It’s from something else, something different.”
“Which is?”
“An ancient book filled with historical information.”
“We have plenty of that – I’m afraid you’d have to be specific.” Byron said.
“Byron,” Bob said, “For an academician, you’re quite slow.”