I was glad to see Andre because he was the only one I wanted to talk to about my triumph. Finally! Lanchester was back in the right hands. My hands! I would tell my mother the whole story, too, but she couldn’t react, so it was nice to talk to someone who responded well.

The moment I sank into the car, Andre grinned at me. “Well?” he said, raising an eyebrow expectantly.

“We did it!” I threw my arms around him and pulled him in for a tight hug. “My father is ...