Book 2: Chapter 41 - Masked emotions.

　　　"That's your plan?" Trish asks me, her eyebrows raised high. I nod silently, waiting nervously for her opinion. She immediately jumps up and down, holding out her palm for me to high five.

　　　"That's the best thing I've ever heard!" Trish squeals, our palms slapping against each other. I grin from ear to ear, pleased that she thinks it's a good plan.

　　　"Are we about to take the law into our own hands?" Trish asks, her eyes shining brightly. I can practically see the adrenaline pumping through her blood right now.

　　　"We?" I question, lifting my hot chocolate to my lips and taking a small sip. Lately I've been having the biggest craving for chocolate. But not just any simple old hot chocolate. . .

　　　Hazelnut hot chocolate with cream, sprinkles and a heap of chocolate shavings.

　　　Nothing more, nothing less.

　　　"Yes, we." Trish replies, rolling her eyes dramatically. I lift my brow high at her, placing my cup back down.