Ian's POV
" Okay, Amy isn't here. Let's go on to the next entry." Dan said hurriedly. He had appeared in my room, holding up the diary. Of course he would want to read it. He had been with her during the hunt and knew how she would feel. I hope she had forgiven me, eventually.
" Just read it Daniel." I sighed. he smirked and opened it.
"Dear Diary,
Well, things didn't go so well for us at the Franklin Institute. Alistair had stolen the book, but we still knew where to go next, so we weren't exactly lost, though I feel like my mom's notes were really important. What Grace do? Anyways, we knew that Benjamin Franklin was our lead, so we went to the museum dedicated to him. The Starlings cornered us there, but then somebody blew up the institute! The Starlings were injured, so hopefully we won't be seeing them anymore. I think that it's the Man In Black, but it could've been the Kabras or the Holts. Anyways, it turns out that we will be going to Paris France! I'm a bit worried for Dan though. He's just eleven and already he has lost his innocence. Our parents died when we were young. We were so young then, Dan doesn't even remember them! Grace, why did you have to die? Nellie is getting us plane tickets to Paris. Irina seems a bit scary to tell you the truth. She is a KGB agent after all. She could easily kill us with a flick of her wrist. So could the Holts. We have to watch our backs if we want to win this thing. Especially Cobras.
Grace must have been very important to her. Her great aunt, Bessie, or Betty or something probably wasn't very nice to her. Grace was her only other family member who truly cared, apart from Dan. At least I had my parents. No matter how horribly they treated me, I could still say that they were my parents, and I could still say that they cared. Her parents though, had died, and so she had nobody.
Dan was silent, I guess that he was mourning Grace too. It had been three years, but still. One never forgets the death of a loved one. That is, until he started laughing.
" Hah! She didn't mention you once! Just the Kabras! She didn't even waste a sentence for you. She cares about you as much as the Holts! And even though they're as strong as an ox, they're twice as dumb as one!" He laughed. I was surprised at his remark. More of disappointed actually. Did she really not care for me? How could she care for me about as much as a Holt! How can anybody! I mean, they aren't good looking, and their brains are the size of 1/250 of a jellybean! Or maybe they don't even have a brain. All muscles and no brain. At least I had a six pack.
Dan was still rolling with laughter, grinning stupidly as I digested all of this. What would she say during Korea?
" I'm not doing the bet anymore. There is too much at risk. You will surely take our poisons and shoot us yourself. What else would you do?" I said. He stood up and picked up the book.
" I wasn't planning too, but thanks anyways Cobra!" He yelled, laughing his head off as he ran down the hallway. I heard an 'oof' as Dan bumped into somebody.
" Dan?" The person asked. I gulped, and started to feel nervous. What was wrong with me? It was just Amy. Wait, Amy? Oh no, the diary! Had Amy seen it? What would she think about me now?
Luckily she didn't see it, and Dan managed to escape.
" What's wrong with him?" Amy asked, heading towards me.
" Um, well, Dan decided to bet against me in um, something, and well, he's winning. Anyways, got to go!" I said, very un-Kabra like and ran down the hall, making my grand escape. As I ran down the hall, I thought I heard her sigh.
