"Amy! Are you getting out of that bathroom or not?" Dan yelled, pounding on the bathroom door. He had been waiting an entire five minutes for Amy to come out. Why did girls always have to take so long inside a bathroom?
"Five minutes!" Amy yelled back
"You said the same thing five minutes ago!" Dan shouted
"Kiddos! Shut up!" Amy and Dan's au pair, Nellie Gomez, yelled as she walked inside their room. The three of them were back in Boston.
The clue hunt had ended a year ago with Amy and Dan as the winners. The clues had turned out as ingredients and plans to end World Hunger. After looking for the last clue in India, Amy and Dan both made an unanimous decision to take the plans to the US President. The president had been entirely grateful for the plan and had immediately talked about it with the other leaders from other countries. The only thing Dan and Amy had ever asked for was to remain entirely anonymous. They had wanted to go back to their old lives as ordinary teenagers living in Boston.
But things didn't go quite as planned. Social Services had still been looking for them when they got back and Aunt Bloody Beatrice had been so furious with them for taking the clue in the first place that she orphaned them.
Being only sixteen and thirteen at that time, Amy and Dan had been on their way to the local foster home when Nellie stepped in. She offered to adopt them, answering their education; food; shelter and all the other things needed by teenagers. After much contemplating and a lot of experiences in court, Social Services had finally agreed.
Now, seventeen year old Amy and fourteen year old Dan was living with Nellie in the house she had bought with all her chef money. After they had been adopted, Nellie (with a lot of persuading from Amy) had finished culinary school at the young age of twenty-three. She was now head chef and owner of the five star restaurant across town. She had named her restaurant, 'Grace'
"Okay…okay dweeb! I'm out!" Amy suddenly pulled the door open making Dan stumble
"Can't you stop calling me that?" Dan grumbled
"No" Amy said simply. She was wearing sweatpants and a shirt. Amy held a thick book under her arm. She simply had to study for a big test she had two days from now. Amy had been taking journalism in the nearby college. Dan still had to go through high school in a private school which was paid for by Fiske and the entire Madrigal branch. Nellie was their legal foster parent but Fiske was the one who took care of all their needs. After the clue hunt finished, he had resumed the role of being the responsible grandfather although he refused to let them call him that. He had told them to call him Uncle or else.
Amy had refused their offer of paying her college education She had declined applying to an Ivy League school. She had wanted to be near Dan and Nellie.
The doorbell rang and Amy and Nellie both looked toward it.
"Please tell me that's Fiske" Nellie muttered under her breath
Amy laughed. "Uncle was here this morning," she reminded her au pair, "Maybe it's Jeffrey"
Jeffrey Hoffsman was Nellie's boyfriend and sous chef in her restaurant. They had been going out for six months-the longest somebody had lasted as Nellie's boyfriend.
"Haha" Nellie said flatly, "Get the door kiddo"
Amy giggled and walked towards the front door. Forgetting to look into the peep hole to see who it was, she simply opened the rich mahogany door.
"Hello, love" a familiar voice said
