Lana's POV
"What if we try to break into Hollowood?"
The question stole a laugh from Alma's throat.
"What? You got insane now?" Alma scoffed.
Lana looked at her with pleading eyes.
"I know that the place is heavily guarded and that they keep the most dangerous criminals in the Sabaid there, but we need to at least see if-"
"No, my dear." Alma shook her head. But before Lana could begin to protest, Alma continued. "You're forgetting one essential thing, and that is that we don't need to break into Hollowood."
Lana's eyes widened slightly, and she tilted her head.
"No?" She took a while to get what the old lady meant, but when Alma smirked, all mischievous and childish towards her, Lana's eyes grew even wider, gleaming with excitement. "Oh... OH! That's right! Oh, grandma Alma... But..."
"But...?"
Lana lingered for a moment.
