Disclaimer: I do not own 39 clues. Rich Riorden and the other authors do.
Sitting in a control room, a girl of about 16 contemplated her choices. On the desk in front of her sat 10 books. What she chose to do with them could potentially either save or doom the family. She had already talked to Mr. McIntyre and he had told her that as the second in command of the madrigal branch, it was up to her to make the decision. She had been raised by the madrigal branch and knew everything she needed to, to make a smart decision. He had told her she needed to step up and take a bigger role in leading the branch. She felt so confused. What should she do? The vespers were rising! While the clue hunt had mended relationships between the branches, to the point where they didn't blindly hate each other. The branches defiantly didn't trust each other, and that just might lead to the downfall of the family and everything that the madrigal branch had been working for. The clue hunters at the very least had to trust each other, else the family would have no one to lean on, no one to save them. She sighed; there was nothing else she could do. If there was a chance these books could make the clue hunter's trust each other, then she had to use them. She had to be the madrigal she was raised to be. She had to unite and save the family. She sighed again, and made the necessary calls. There was just one more thing to figure out. She needed to supervise the gathering, but if the clue hunters knew it was here who had arranged it, then nothing would be accomplished. "oh well" she thought as she walked out to her chopper, " I'll figure it out later" right now it was time to reunite the clue hunters. She knew it!