Dan couldn't get rid of the feeling that someone was following them, but he decided not to tell Amy, at least for now.
When they reached the school, they went off on their separate ways. Dan's first class was Science, Amy's was History. After a long, uneventful day at school, Amy and Dan met up at the front of the school to walk home. As they walked down the sidewalk, Dan pointed at a telephone pole. "Check it out, Amy!" Amy looked at the phone pole. There was a poster that said "Yard sale at 234 18th Ave. Traditional Japanese weapons" Dan started running off. "Where are you going?" Amy called to him. "I'm going to check out that yard sale!" Dan replied. "Don't worry, I brought money from selling baseball cards." And he took off running. "Be back for dinner!" Amy shouted. But Dan was already gone.
Dan ran down 18th Ave until he got to 234. He walked up to the house. There was a woman standing out front. She had wavy dark hair and caramel colored eyes. Dan walked up to her. "Hi. Is there a yard sale here? I saw the signs on my way home from school." The woman smiled at him. "Of course! You mean the traditional Japanese weapons?" Dan nodded eagerly. "Yes, yes, please, come this way. I'm a weapons collector, you know. I keep all my weapons in my garage for safekeeping. Come around back with me, and you can see what I have." Dan excitedly followed the woman through the perfectly manicured lawn to the garage. The woman walked into the garage and gestured for him to follow. "Come in, please, and you can take a look at my collection!" she said cheerily. Dan walked into the garage. It was extremely clean and bare, with a tiled floor and painted walls. He looked around. "I don't see any weapons." he told the woman doubtfully. The woman smiled. " Of course I have weapons." Her smile vanished, and her face became cold and hard. "Right here!" and she whipped out a ballpoint pen and stabbed Dan in the shoulder before he could react. "Wha-?" Dan mumbled, then collapsed to the floor.
Amy walked through the door, and set her bag down on the living room couch. Then she went to her room to start her homework. Nellie heard her come in. "Hey, Amy how was school?" She asked. Then she looked around. "Where's Dan?" Amy looked up. "Oh, he saw some sign for a yard sale selling Japanese weapons, and he went to go take a look. I told him to be back for dinner." Nellie shook her head. "Doesn't he have enough weapons already?" she said, going down the stairs. Amy went back to her homework.
Dan woke up and looked around groggily. He was in a comfortable seat in a spacious area. His hands were handcuffed and he was lying down. He lifted his head and saw he was in a luxurious limo. The woman with dark hair was sitting across from him. She smiled sweetly. "How lovely, you've woken up!" Dan glared at her. "Where are you taking me?" he demanded. The woman didn't stop smiling. "Oh, I don't think you need to know just yet. Shouldn't we get to know each other better? Of course, there's no need for that, I already know everything about you. But let me start by introducing myself. My name is Elizabeth Vesper-Hollingsworth. I believe you had a bit of a run-in with my older sister a few months ago." Dan sneered at her. "You stupid, stuck-up,-" "Now, now, no need for name calling." said Elizabeth. She gave him a murderous look. "Or I'll have to shut you up again-but don't worry, I won't kill you." She smiled. "Yet." Dan tried to give her his toughest, meanest look. "Sucker." he said. Elizabeth smiled, walked over to him, and stabbed him again with her poison pen.
2 hours later, Amy was getting worried. They were about to eat dinner, and Dan hadn't come home yet. She looked at Nellie. "I'm worried about him. He's never been gone this long." Nellie set some plates down on the table. "I'm sure he's fine. If he doesn't come back after dinner, we'll go looking for him."
William McIntyre was getting ready to go home from work. The news was bad. Quite bad. The Vespers were more active than ever. He needed to warn the other Cahills to be on guard. He picked up his briefcase and headed out to his car. Maybe he'd stop on the way home and grab a cup of coffee. He climbed into his car, but something wasn't right. He notice to small wires coming from out of the hood. He jumped out of the car and began to run, but by then it was too late. The bomb had been detonated. He lay motionless on the ground.
Amy and Nellie had finished dinner, and now they were really worried. "Let's go go look for him." Amy said. Nellie nodded. "Lets go" They both put on jackets and walked out into the dusk. "I hope he didn't decide to go to some friend's house." Amy thought. "He's SO going to be in trouble." They rounded a corner. "This is it." said Amy, pointing at the house. They went up to it and rang the doorbell. No answer. They were about to leave when Nellie spotted something on the ground. She picked it up. It was a business card. The name read, " Elizabeth Seprev Hollingsworth. Nellie looked at it. "Hey, Kiddo, look at this." Amy looked at it. "Elizabeth Seprev. Elizabeth Seprev." she mumbled. "No, doesn't seem familiar". She looked at. Suddenly she looked at Nellie. "I need to see your phone. NOW." Nellie pulled out her Smart Phone and handed it to Amy. She logged on to the Madrigal website and looked up "Vesper" A list of known Vespers and their locations came up. One of them read, "Elizabeth Vesper-Hollingsworth. Lives in Paris, stays in Boston during the winter. Address: 324 18th Ave. Elizabeth is the younger sister of Isabel Kabra, and is one of the most active and dangerous Vespers. Avoid her at all costs"Amy looked up, her hands shaking. "The Vespers." she whispered. "They've got him"