Back at the mansion :
Hands on hips, Isabella asked her " How sure are you that this stupid plan of yours is going to work? "
Anabelle glanced up and scowled at her before refocusing her attention on the long, thin , almost invisible yet firm cord in her hands, fastening it around both chairs placed at the sides between the entrance.
She heaved as she tightened it " First of all, this plan isn't stupid. And secondly, I learnt from the best "
Then Anabelle stood up and admired her work. It would take a very, very close look to discover something was tied there - how perfect ! Her eyes twinkled and she rubbed her palms together in gleeful anticipation.
"What next? " Izzy asked in a bored tune and wrapped both arms across her chest with a stern expression.
Anabelle tugged a stray lock of hair behind her ear " I scream and you act "
