Somewhere else…
"It's so hot in here, I'm melting. Why isn't the AC working?" Agatha demanded.
Phoebe sighed. "You're talking as if we have an AC or can afford one."
An idea popped into Agatha's mind. "What if we can?" She asked, quickly reaching into her bag and retrieving a card. "I still have the black card, remember? With this, we can buy anything we want."
Phoebe gave her a side eye, not hiding the fact that she didn't like where Agatha was going with her words.
Since they arrived in Milan, they'd been living in the slum, one of the dirtiest neighborhoods in the city. Benjamin had managed to find them the cheapest rent, but it was in a not-so-good location.
Most of their neighbors spoke Italian so the language barrier wasn't so great.
"You know I'm not happy that you stole that card."
Agatha rolled her eyes back as she sat up on the bed.
