26-I CALL THE SHOTS AROUND HERE!

I CALL THE SHOTS AROUND HERE! Trap found a door with a golden name plate on the front. It read, Sally Ratnusen; The Greatest House on Earth "I think she took too many confidence- building classes," Thea whispered. I snickered. Sally really was incredible. Incredibly conceited, that is! Trap marched through the door. The rest of us trailed behind, Sally's office was a huge, icy room. Brr! It was bigger than my entire mouse hole. Her desk was an enormous triangular glass table. The legs looked just like three cat's paws.

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Trap plopped down in Sally's armchair. Then he buzzed the secretary. "Bring me geronimo Stilton's contract, please," he said, Uh-oh, I groaned to myself. What was he doing? Why had he been so polite? Sally would never say "please." She was too rude. There was silence on the other end. Then the secretary spoke. "Ms. Ratmousen?" she squeaked, sounding puzzled. "Is that you?" Trap immediately realized he had made a mistake. "Of course it's me, you fool!" he screeched in his best Sally voice. "What is wrong with you? Are your ears lined with cheese? Get me that contract right now! At once! immediately!" I grinned. Now, that was much better. Trap was really getting into his role, He sounded exactly like the Sally I knew and

feared! Hmm. Maybe Trap should think about a new career as an actor. Thirty seconds later, a folder lay on the glass table. fclnef. In it was the sale contract of The Rodent's Gazette!