Duncan pointed at Imogen. "She had it. I just now got it from her. She's been using it to call the Vega kids. She invited Nikolaj over for tea. And now they're all on their way over."
I bent down and kissed the tip of her nose. "You been talking to boys? No more of that, princess. Not until you're thirty."
She giggled.
I set her on her feet. "I want you to return Clark's phone to him. You need to say sorry, since you were the one to take it." My tone was gentle but chiding.
As she left the room, Duncan on her heels again, I called Tristan.
"My daughter stole a phone to make a call to your son," I told him.
He laughed and laughed. "Oh man, that is the best. What will they do next? My money is on them knocking off a bank. We'll have a little Bonnie and Clyde on our hands. Better start setting aside the bail money now."
"I heard a rumor that you're on your way over here."
"Not me, no. Didn't you hear?"
"Hmm?"
"We're not bringing the kids over. They left without us."
"What? How?"
He was laughing hard. "Imogen sent them a car and driver."