Saladin let out a disapproving “Mrrp!” Dan Cahill, Amy’s eleven-year-old brother, looked up from the page of sheet music he was examining. “I’m with you, dude. I can’t believe we had to take the slowest train in Europe. We’ve got to get moving! The competition has private jets, and we’re wasting time on the Loser Express. Are we going to stop in every podunk town in France?” “No,” Nellie told him honestly. “Pretty soon it’ll stop in every podunk town in Germany. Then every podunk town in Austria. Look, it was cheap, okay? I didn’t agree to babysit you guys on this quest—” “Au pair us on the
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