Ten minutes later, Spynosaur and Amber were taking to the air aboard the Dino-soarer. They sat in the cockpit, hovering above Ergo Ego’s secret island lair-within-a-lair as the last of Department 6’s helicopters headed for the horizon.
“Dad, I know you’re probably never going to forgive me for disobeying you,” said Amber. “But I am never ever going to forgive you for making me sing that song in public.”
“Well, it certainly struck just the right note with me,” replied her dad. “It was quick thinking, using that tune to free me from Ego’s control.”
“I s’pose … just don’t make me do it again. Ever,” Amber huffed. Then she leaned over and gave her dad a hug. “So now what? Ergo Ego and the whole of P.O.I.S.O.N., all locked up. What are we going to do?”
“Oh, I’m not sure we’ll be out of a job any time soon. If you’re a spy trying to save the world from villainy, business is booming.” Spynosaur looked out of the cockpit window, and stroked his chin with a deadly claw. “But, I can’t help thinking something’s still not quite right…”
“What is it? Do you think we missed something?” asked Amber. “Do you think Ergo Ego has got another trick up his sleeve?”
“No … I just noticed his lair-within-a-lair is not in the least blown up,” added her dad, aiming the Dino-soarer’s missile launchers at the island. “Would you care to do the honours, pop—Amber?”
“Me? Really?” squealed Amber excitedly.
“Well, you did save the world,” said Spynosaur. He flipped open the cover on the button labelled “BOOM” and gave Amber a wink. “And didn’t I tell you the spy business was booming?”
Amber let that one go. She just grinned and pressed the button.
