The five of them were sitting in the garden of the VIP Gold House, watching the team of workers finishing the repairs. The headmistress had sent people in early to take away her father's henchmen, and Violet was fairly sure those people were not regular police. When they had gone to collect her father, all they had found was an empty set of shackles in the basement room. It made her uneasy to have him still on the loose, but she was not surprised.
Violet had never seen repairs done so quickly as the repairs to the VIP Gold House. By the next evening, everything was back to how it had been.
"You miss me following you around like a shadow?" Violet asked Blake.
"No," Blake said, laughingly. "That was sarcasm. You scared off at least six of my current admirers and none of them believed me
