"We have to get there now!" Alexander was alarmed. "Call Billy. I'll get the antidote." I called and texted my brother but it went right to voice mail.
"He's not picking up!" I shouted.
Alexander stuck the antidote into a plastic bag and we raced down the stairs past Jameson, who was coming out from the kitchen.
"Where are you off to in such a hurry?" he asked.
Alexander didn't even answer his butler and instead rushed out the front door and into the Mercedes. I did my best to keep up with him, but I was huffing and puffing. This time Alexander didn't stop to open the door for me. He had one thing on his mind, and that was the safety of his sister.
Alexander peeled out of the driveway and raced toward Henry's house.
I kept calling Billy, but he didn't answer.
"Should we call the doctor?" I asked.
"I think we'll get there before he does," Alexander said.
Alexander pulled the Mercedes into Henry's long driveway. We hopped out. Alexander didn't even pause to shut his driver's side door. He raced up to the house and rang the bell relentlessly.
Henry opened the door, surprised to see us.
"Where is she?" Alexander demanded.
"Stormy?" Henry was still bewildered by our sudden presence at his house.
"Yes!"
"Uh ... upstairs in my room."
Alexander took off up the stairs, and I followed close behind.
"Stormy?" Alexander called.
We passed several normal-looking bedrooms and a bathroom. At the endom.v h of the hallway was a movie poster of Lord of the Rings hanging on the door.
"That must be it," Alexander said.
Alexander pushed open the now-unlocked door.
We were both afraid of what we might find. Stormy was lying on the bed, pale and still. Valentine was holding her wrist as if he were looking for a pulse. Billy was standing next to them both.
Alexander rushed to his sister's side. "Are you okay?" Alexander shouted.
Stormy sat up. "What are you doing here?"
Alexander had the antidote in his hand.
"Can you breathe?" he asked her, himself breathless.
"Of course I can breathe!" She looked at her brother, bewildered.
"Of course I can breathe!" She looked at her brother, bewildered.
"Did you eat garlic?" Alexander asked firmly.
"Uh ... no," she said, confused.
"Did it touch you?"