The Savior is here

Immediately, Granny grabbed her bag and left John where he was sitting for him to be taken back to the detention room.

“Something still didn't make any sense here. I have no idea what Granny does for a living, but she spoke as if she could afford heaven and earth. She seems confident about the whole thing, which gives me the impression that she knows how to fix it, but how?

She would, however, eventually get to work and make it happen when she said she would do anything. Is this woman a secret agent or someone with some sort of influence?” John muttered beneath his breath as he pressed his hand to his cheek.

“She must be an influential person in discrete I suppose. Indeed, she must be! When I last checked, she had paid $3,500 to buy me school supplies, and she seemed indifferent to the fact. Granny has to reveal a lot of things to me.” John pulled a hand away from his cheek and rapped it against the table.