Second chapter! Woo! Okay, so second chapter is up. I experimented a little bit with the writing styles, and I tried to make the individual sections longer. Unfortunately, some of them are short. Also, I added a little twist that you might like at the end! Tell me whether it's a good idea or not.
I am in so much trouble, Nellie thought. First, one of her charges went missing, probably kidnapped by the most ruthless person since Adolf Hitler. Second, an as-yet-unknown person had left a note on her bed. One simple note. Try DC. One simple note, one big problem. She had her suspicions about where the note had come from. Third, her other charge had decided to act on the note, running off to DC himself, telling her to call him if she decided to come. Of course she was coming.
And that was where all of her problems were stemming from. If she didn't get herself to DC in less than 8 hours, Dan would probably get himself killed. And the only way to do that was a private jet.
Nellie sighed. She hated flaunting her authority.
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I am in so much trouble, Amy thought. She had just learned that she was being held captive because the world's top psychopath (Isabel Kabra) was jailing her… acquaintance. She didn't know if she could even call him her friend. After their… get-together, The Kabra children had set up (yet another) almost-deadly trap. Amy was sure that Ian hadn't seen her, though Natalie definitely had. Ian had seen the Cahills' Uncle, Alistar Oh, who they had teamed up with on numerous occasions. Of course, he had also betrayed them on many occasions. Just like everyone else. Including Grace.
Thinking of Grace almost broke her calm demeanor. Grace was her grandmother, the only person aside from Nellie who had really cared about Amy and Dan. She had been training them for the 39 clues hunt since they were little. In Egypt, they had realized that the Cahills included many famous people, who had done many great things. Great political leaders, great musicians, great warriors. Great scientists to invent the Atomic Bomb. Great rouges and murderers like their parents.
Thinking of the terrible things that their branch and others had done nearly broke her calm face again. She had been working with Nellie to get rid of her stutter and not show as much fear. Unless something really rattled her, she could mask her emotions. She was still terrified on the inside; she just wouldn't let it show.
Footsteps echoed down the hall.
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I am in such deep trouble, Ian thought. He was going to see Amy, whether his mother wanted him to see her or not. As soon as he could see her, he started running. They were keeping her in a cage! Like an animal! "Amy! Are you all right?"
"What do you think?" her voice was ice-cold. That brought him back a step.
"I'm sorry, ah, that was stupid of me. But… it's okay. I can get you out of here."
"No."
"What?" but… what? Ian was bewildered. Didn't she want to get out of here?
"You heard me the first time. No. I'm not falling for any more Kabra tricks. Paris. Venice. Korea. Don't get me started about Australia and the many times in Africa. Remember what happened on Everest. And… that time in the Caribbean."
What time in the Caribbean? She couldn't have known about… unless… oh, no. No, no, no.
"Really? Didn't hear that from Natalie? She saw me. Maybe she forgot to tell you?" Her voice dropped what little emotion it had. "I don't trust you, Ian. Go away."
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I am in sooo much trouble, thought Natalie. Ian was knocking on her door. Well, more like banging. "What?" she yelled back.
"Let me in!" was the muffled response.
Natalie sighed and pressed a button, and the door opened. Ian stormed into her room, looking furious.
Natalie sighed. She knew what he was here about. "I know what you're here about. You're here about that stupid Cahill girl and the avalanche at the cave. Yes, I saw her there. No, I didn't tell you."
"Why?" Ian was keeping his voice at a lower volume, though he sounded very strained.
"Honestly?" Natalie shrugged. "Because it wouldn't make a difference. I only saw her once they were getting out. And by then, they were… out." Natalie pressed another button, and Ian was deposited outside her door, a thoughtful look on his face.
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I am in so much trouble, thought Dan. Getting lost in America's Capital has been cool, but now… Dan decided that getting cornered in an alley by the gigantic Holts was not his idea of fun. He should be at the Lincoln memorial by now. Nellie had called him and told him to meet her there. Of course, the Holts had "just happened" to be in DC at that time, and "just happened" to be on the street he was at. Since they had him cornered, they were now grilling him. They knew where Nellie was, but…
"Where's Amy?" asked Hamilton. He seemed unusually fierce. "You two always are together, so she's nearby. Where is she?"
"She's not here." He half shouted back. "We think she's somewhere in DC, but maybe you should ask the Kabras where she is." He felt a tear running down his cheek, and saw the Holts looking back at him, stunned.
Hamilton was the first one to break the silence. "No." his voice was rough. "No, no, no, no. She can't be with Isabel. Please tell me that it's some other Kabras."
Dan shook his head. "Can't, dude. Amy is in the hands of our very own resident psychopath and her freaky children." His eyes widened as enlightenment dawned. "That's why she needed Amy. Ian must be misbehaving. You guys… know about Ian, right?"
"What about Ian?" Hamilton seemed ready to faint. The other Holts were still frozen in shock. "What – exactly – do we not know about Ian?"
"Ian's sort of… in love with Amy. They sort of… went on a date in the Caribbean."
"They what? He what? Does she… like him?" Hamilton was unusually pale.
"I don't know…" Dan replied. "But why… oh, man. Hammer… you like Amy."
"Yeah." Hamilton's voice was a whisper. "Yeah. I like Amy."
So! Interesting twist, huh? If it continues, then Ian and Hamilton will meet up sometime at a later date…
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