Chapter 44 Racing Against The Wind
- "What? We? Carry her out? To where?" Francis asked, his voice a little bit too loud, making me wish that I could stretch my hand like Elastigirl in the Incredibles and deliver a deserving slap on his chin.
- "Shut up, and come here right this instant," I commanded, my voice low and stern.
- "But you know that this is kidnap, right?" Mr Churchill said, still looking at me as if I was going nuts.