CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE
They left the Petit Chateau, elated.
“That went extremely well,” exclaimed Anna.
“I would say so,” said Ausable, lifting her up and spinning around. “And it was all thanks to you!”
“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves here,” said Armstrong. “We still need to stop Pahayoko.”
“I know, Father. But with Mr. Vanderbilt’s influence, I’m sure we will now.”
“You never know with Pahayoko,” said Saranac.
“He can’t be trusted at all,” said Cas.
“We need to set up a meeting with him immediately,” said Ausable. “Let’s go to Jonathan’s office. He can help with that.”
They walked a block to Sixth Avenue and hopped on the Metropolitan Elevated Railroad which took them downtown to Sac and Fox, Jonathan Yurok’s office, on Wall Street. The office was well-appointed. Jonathan was a s
