Power.
That was all I could think about as I gobbled down the food that was right in front of me. I took a quick glance at Celeste and back at Alexia.
"Do you think she is going to make it?" I asked, raising my head with my mouth stuffed.
"You've got to have faith, Eli. She is going to live, and we are going to find out who did this to her, but first, you need to get to school." She said, adjusting her glasses.
"Who is he?" I finally asked the questions I had been dying to ask.
"He is going to be your new chauffeur." Celeste replied.
I looked at the man; he was old enough to be my father, or should I say grandfather.
"I want a younger person." I said, grabbing my backpack.
"You don't have a choice, Eli. You are stuck with him. I will watch over your grandma while you try to
