"We're almost there," Michael said, waking George as their carriage neared the academy.
George rubbed his eyes, hurriedly wiping away the drool at the corner of his mouth. "You sure everything I asked for is ready?"
"It's all set. One thing's for sure—they're going to love it." Michael gestured toward a separate carriage carrying Peyton and Akshar.
"Good," George nodded. "It'll keep them distracted for a while."
"Oh, wait—one more thing," Michael said, reaching into his pocket and handing George a letter.
George took the letter, noticing the Empire Bank HQ seal on it. "Do you know what it's about?"
Michael shook his head. "It just arrived. Thought we could read it together."
George tore open the envelope as Michael leaned in beside him to read the contents. Both their eyes widened as they read the letter in disbelief.
"They're actually giving us what we asked for?" George muttered.
