" I've come to gamble." The old man's mouth twitched. He put down his shish kebab and leaned toward Percy. " A gamble...how interesting. Information in exchange for the harpy? Winner take all?" " No," Percy said. " The harpy isn't part of the deal." Phineas laughed. " Really? Perhaps you don't understand her value." " She's a person," Percy said. " She isn't for sale. "