Isabella Martini - POV
The two rogues were inside the van, and they soon left the premises. I stood near the window and watched till the van disappeared in the corner before we both walked out of the room and made our way downstairs. As I reached the final step, I saw Minerva seated on the couch with her head resting on the back of the couch and her eyes closed.
"Why did they take so long?" I asked, breaking the silence. Her eyes slowly opened, and she looked at both of us.
"Those idiots wouldn't go till they got something to drink." Minerva sounded annoyed as she shook her head.
"Did they suspect anything?" I asked her when she shook her head, but a malicious smile formed on her face.
"Those two are some of the dumbest people I have come across." she began, and this made a frown form on my face.