Once we reached the Frost household, I fell in a deep slumber slouched in the cuddler chair.
Not even 10 minutes, Hazel woke me up. “What in all of the humans in this world do you want from me?!”
“Don't scream! We were wondering if you can talk with Mrs. Glenn”
“Who in all the people in this world is this Mrs. Glenn?”
“That Ireland woman. The one whom we were searching for”, Hazel face-palmed herself.
I got up in a bolt.
“So... You want me to talk to this Glenn woman? What’s her full name?”
“Vivian Cicilian Glenn”, Rachel replied from behind. I yawned sleepily and nodded. They told me what I was supposed to say and I barely made out their words. Just nodded when I felt a sentence was over.
Sky picked up her old phone and phoned the number that was in the form. “Hello? Is this Mrs. Glenn?”, I asked politely.
“I am... Who might you be?”, came a sweet voice from the other side of the line.
“I dunno if it’s appropriate to say my name in a call. Sorry! I wanted to ask a favour from you and your husband, ma'am”, I grinned sheepishly.
“Do I know you?”
“That's a no, ma'am. My friends and I want to meet the two of you in a restaurant of your choice for dinner, if you may”, I asked with a plea in my voice. “We get that you don’t trust us but please!”
“Hmm... How many of you are there?”, she asked.
“Six. We're harmless fourteen year olds in case you’re wondering our age”, I chuckled.
“Oh... Well, how about you meet us at our place?”, she asked.
“E-erm... You sure?”
“Yes... I might not know how you children got my number and stuff but I do know that if so, you also have our address”, it was her time to chuckle.
“LOL! That’s true. Well, See you at 8?”, I said, looking up at the grandfather clock.
“Sure thing! I gotta go now. I'll be waiting for you guys”
“Catch you later!”, I hung up and crouched on the chair and started sleeping after giving everyone the glare that said ‘WAKE ME UP AT SEVEN. DISTURB ME FOR ANYTHING ELSE, THERE'LL BE HELL TO PAY!’.
“Are you sure this is the place?”, I questioned the taxi driver who halted near a big mansion. “Absolute, miss”, the man said monotonously. Me, Sky and Mia got off the taxi with Hazel, Anne and Rachel getting off the taxi in front of us. The two drifted away.
“Well then, come on!”, Anne sighed, directing us to the big front door. Hazel rang the bell once and the door opened automatically.
“Welcome in!”, a cheery voice came from the background and I looked at Mrs. Glenn who was wearing a beautiful dark blue dress with golden glitter dust and long sleeves.
We smiled at her as she invited us in to the living room. A pale-faced man whose most probably her husband, entered the climax with a equivalently warm smile. I sat next to Hazel and we gave our introduction, telling them how we found them and why we needed their help. They promised to keep this a secret.
Mr. Glenn returned with a tape and he played the video. It was an intro to the Sheraton park with his wife who pays a visit to London. Rachel asked for the original video and he returned with another tape and played that.
Sure enough, our observation back at the CCTV room was tremendous because it’s as I thought, they were caught on camera.
There was this big rebellious dude standing in the corner. He had lanky coal hair and dreary eyes. Next to him was an 18 year old with dirty blonde hair and fair complexion, plus, he seemed forced. Then there was a flame-haired guy in his twenties probably. And there were 10 others. But the one who really caught my eye was the one standing in the middle. No doubt that he was 17. He had baby blue eyes and honey brown hair pulled into a high quiff. He seemed oddly familiar, but that’s not what I’m saying that caught my sight. It was something similar to what Aaron had described.
The boy was holding a small robot that seemed about 1’3 and its body was of an electric blue with gadgemetic carves that seemed to be gleaming silver. It had black onyx gems for eyes. It seemed... How should I put it?... Alive...
“G-girls... I know the honey brown haired dude...”, said Hazel. We turned to her. “He’s came over to my house for dinner once. That was when my dad was working under his. His name is Ian Fleming King”
“Wait what?!”, we synchronised at her with wide eyes. She nodded. “His dad is now a millionaire. They live in a huge manor. I’ve been there once for his Halloween party and he doesn’t go to school. He’s home-schooled and he's exceptionally famous. His father is holding a business party tomorrow and my father will be attending it. Handing over three companies to Ian. SG Gaming, Skyscanner and Ravelin. All of which are technology-related”
“My appetite's lost”, I gulped. No wonder Ian seemed familiar.
“Well, at least now we have an idea of what we'll be doing tomorrow”, swallowed Rachel.
“We have to be careful. High-security”, warned Hazel.
“Yeah yeah, we know!”, said Anne.
We didn’t talk much after that. Just had a tremendous dinner but nothing seemed to digest. I was busy thinking about what Aaron had said and the robot that Ian was holding. It seemed alive... Alive! Alive?! How believable is that?
Mr. Glenn had us take the tape with us and they both said they'll be more than happy to help us if ever again. We thanked them for their help and left.
Back at home, we Zoom called the boys. I didn’t feel like calling Colin but Sky insisted we should. Zepher, Rafel and Scott were pissed at Violet and them and spent nearly half an hour ranting about how best it would be to kill them. Colin didn’t remark though. Hazel notified them of what happened today and they were UBER-surprised. They engaged an awesome plan with the help of ours. Tomorrow is gonna be a big day!
Sky's mom and sister returned at 12 midnight and that was when we pretended to crawl into bed in the 3rd floor. It was sound-proof, so we had a lot of fun with pillow fights and truth or dare and all sorts with the music turned up.
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The Legacy Of Jewelox
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