Startled, everyone at the dinner table quickly resumed their previous conversation.
Arabella Donovan glanced at the now-bustling dining room and blinked. She lowered her head to take a bite of the chicken leg her older brother had given her, a thoughtful expression on her face.
'No way. Saving someone is an emergency. I have to figure out a way to get Grand-uncle over there and rescue Miss Preston for treatment. While I'm at it, I can help Miss Preston teach her worthless descendants a lesson. That'll make me feel a whole lot better! But how am I going to do it?'
Dennis Donovan's eyelid twitched. 'It's fine, little one,' he thought. 'Say whatever's on your mind. No matter what you say, your Grand-uncle will believe you!'
['I've got it!']
"Grand-uncle, do you have any plans for your visit to Stroven City?"
