Force of Nature ▸ House of Anubis [3]

chapter twenty-five. house of tombs

KT gives a relieved sigh as I look closer at the screen, seeing the numbers in the bottom right-hand corner. "Fabian, it says page one of two."

Fabian looks at it, squinting. "She's right. There's another page. Hold on." He pulls it up. "It says here Frobisher was married twice, and he had a son with his first wife, born on the—"

"The same day as my grandfather," KT finishes gravely. She closes the laptop. "Well, that seals the deal."

"Just because it's true," I say as she grabs her computer and stands, "doesn't mean you're going to unleash a great evil—"

"What does it mean, then, Ashley?" KT asks me.

"It means you're related to him, nothing else," I tell her, following her out. Fabian follows us and I lower my voice considerably after seeing that Denby's waiting for Jerome to hurry up and get his locker open so she can escort us back to the house. "Listen, KT, it's not you. Just remember that. It's not you."

KT just nods as the three of us join Eddie, Patricia, and Alfie at the end of the hallway. Eddie says in a lowered voice, "Guys, we need to get Harriet out, and fast."

"But how?" Patricia questions. "We live in a maximum-security facility right now."

"Well, I think there might be one way. What if the door that I found in the tunnel leads outside? Maybe KT's key can get us through."

"KT?" Fabian says to her, asking for her input.

KT looks at them, fidgeting. "There's something that I need to tell you guys first." Patricia and Alfie, in particular, look at her curiously. "Harriet told me that I'm Frobisher's great-granddaughter. Fabian checked, and I am."

"Did not see that one coming," Patricia remarks.

"So I understand if you guys want me out of Sibuna—"

"No way!" Eddie denies. "We've got the descendant on our team, two of them, in fact," he adds with a nonchalant motion towards me.

"Yeah," Alfie agrees. "Take that, Team Evil!"

KT beams, putting her hand over her eye and whispering, "Sibuna." We follow her movements, until Denby's voice cuts in from down the hall.

"Well, chop-chop," Denby says sharply. "Come on, everyone." We all pretend that we're messing with our hair or scratching our faces so she doesn't think anything is up.

"Oh, so they said it might be conjunctivitis?" Fabian says as an excuse.

"Con-jun-what?" I ask.

"Pink eye."

"Why can't you just say pink eye?"

—

Denby escorts us back to Anubis House, all the while sending suspicious glances Sibuna's way. When we finally get back, Victor speaks to her at the side while Trudy pops her head out from the kitchen, watching us come in.

"I'd ask about dinner, Trudy," Jerome remarks, "but I don't want to know."

He's holding his hand to his forehead like he's hurt himself or has a headache or something. "What happened to you?" I ask.

"I hit my head on my locker. I think a kiss might make me feel better—"

"Maybe later."