The Bratt's Love [COMPLETE]

A Part in the Plan

Two days later, I was walking through the park when my phone rang.

"Hello?" "Duchess? It's dad. Could you come over to the hideout?" I stopped walking. "Sure, I can be over in a few. Why?" He muffled his giggles on the other end.

"You'll see." Then he hung up.

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"You want me to WHAT?!?!"

Uncle looked grim, dad was full of glee.

"You heard me; distract Balthazar Bratt by staying in his hideout for a few days."

"No!" I screamed. "Absolutely not! Why me?!" "Because you know him and he knows you. Didn't you guys used to hang out?"

"Yeah, before he became a super villain! Besides, I was six years old! And he was what, twelve? that's a six year age difference oh father-of-mine!"

Low on steam, I stopped to catch my breath and dad took the opportunity to speak.

"Come on Duchess, a spy could be exactly what we need to get the diamond. And all guys love you. What do you say?" I looked up into his eager green eyes and sighed.

"I have to wear the pink suit don't I?"

*I apologize for these two parts being so short, the next one will be longer.*