Francis was soon on the surveillance, while Epsilon and I made our way down to the party. I was trying my best, not to let my mood get the best of me. But I still was not pleased by this. Entering the party, everything was different from the rest of the hotel.
"So what does this artifact look like exactly?"
"It's right there, on the display case. The necklace."
"Wait the necklace is the artifact?"
"It has the only brightest red diamond. The Fire Diamond. And it was stolen from the a museum. The person who filled the sheet out for the donation, was burned, so no one knows who gave it to them."
"Wait I remember that diamond. That was mother's diamond. She donated it to a museum in Britain."
My mind went completely blank at that moment, and soon I felt Epsilons hands on my shoulders. Carefully, he just turn me away and we both walked off. We manage to find a private hallway, and I could almost hear my breathing.
"Let it out, Miranda."
"I cannot believe this! This is impossible. The necklace was put into the archive section of the museum. No one was to ever know about it. The only time it was known, was when my mother wore it when she was having pictures taken. This is not right, how can it be out of the archive vault, that my mother made for it? The Vault needs seven codes to open it, and you also need an I.D card, just to enter it. For my and my mother you just need voice recognizer. And after an hour, it erases our voices from the system."
"They could have use her, to get to the necklace."
"There is no way, that anyone could have gotten to my mother, Epsilon, she died ten years ago from a heart attack. What are we going to do?"
"We are going to let the truth out, and then proceed to get the necklace back and return it back to England."
"Then lets get this done and over with. Cause I will stand having my mother's necklace out here in the open like this. It needs to be return back to England, at this very moment."
I heard Epsilons phone buzz, and he answered it. It was only moments later, when he hung up and looked at me.
"It's being auctioned here."
"Wait, this is an auction party?"
"Looks like we both found out about something new."
"Lets just hurry and get my mother's necklace, before someone else does. It doesn't belong to them or whoever took it. And you are lucky I brought my wallet and everything else with me, and that it is all within this purse."
"Do you always carry a credit card or something on you?"
"I don't leave without one at all. So the answer is yes, I do carry a credit card or something of that term on me."
We both walked off back to the party, in quiet. Looking around, I notice some people were dancing to the music. I remember when I was younger, when my parents would hold small parties, and there would be dancing. Usually some of the older men, would dance with me and I would learn different dances: Tango, waltz, ballroom dance, and court dance. I love the ballroom and the court dance a lot, they were my favorite.
"Should we join in, on the dancing?"
"I don't think we should."
"It would make us look more convincing."
"You sure you wish to do this?"
"Of course, so what dances do you know?"
"I know the ballroom dance, which is the one that is going on here."
"Then lets do the ballroom dance, cause I grow up dancing to that type of dance."
I felt him grab my hand, and gently pulled me along with him, to the dance floor. I knew Francis was still watching the camera's, so this would be a bit of good blackmail for him to use on Epsilon.
"I have a feeling that Francis will blackmail you on this."
"He better not."
"You don't even know when he is going to do it."
I felt one of Epsilon's hands go onto my back, and the other one took my hand and raise it up in the air. I could feel myself blush to this, as we gradually smoothly danced.
He was a natural at this, and so was I. A few people turn their eyes at us, and I notice we caught a bit of attention. I let out a small laugh.
"What is so funny?"
"We almost caught everyone's attention."
"And that is something we do not need here at all."
"Relax a bit, alright? It is easy to ignore, them from staring at us."
"Very well then, Mrs. Grey."
"Did you just call me, Mrs.?"
"You need to act married, remember?"
"So do you. We are in this together, so you need to act as my husband here."
He sighed a small bit, but soon gave into the thought. It was moments later, when the music ended and we both stopped dancing. Around us, we heard people clap. We heard someone tap on a microphone, and everyone saw the man in charge.
"Well that was a lovely dance from those two. Such elegance to it. But, shall we get this auction on a roll? As you see around the room, there are a wide varies of different artifacts, and they are all up to be bought. Lets see who can get the artifact. And the first artifact that is up first, is the Fire Diamond."
Around the room, I heard people shout things in the hundred thousands, but I had a small plan in my head. Someone soon set the largest bid, that was close to nine-hundred thousand dollars, but I soon let out my bid.
"A million!"
The whole room went quiet, and I could feel people stare at me.
"What? I have the money on me. Do you want it in cash or like me to do transaction? Your pick."
"Can anyone defeat her bet? Is there anyone who is willingly to go higher then a million? Going once. Going twice. And sold for a million dollars cash. The necklace is all yours."
He put the necklace from the case, into a necklace box, just as I walked up to him. Epsilon was close behind me, and he grabbed my hand. He was telling me to be careful. I squeeze his hand back, telling him that I know.
Just as I was handed the box, after I gave him the million dollars, something stabbed my arm. There was a lot of pain, and soon I saw blood pouring down my arm. A few people screamed, and I started to back away. Just as I was a foot away, he lunged at me, and stabbed my in the shoulder.
A fist soon hit the auctioneer in the face, and I saw Epsilon. Pretty soon, Francis was here. He was not happy about this at all, nor was Epsilon. They were both furious at this.
The knife was still in my shoulder, and I dare not move or pull it out. I don't know if it hit a vein or anything like that. The man who started up the auction was soon taken down, and Epsilon got by my side quickly.
Carefully, he pulled the knife out of my shoulder and set it down on the ground. He looked at my wound for a few minutes, and soon gave me a reassuring smile. I was going to be fine, that was for certain.
"Got the necklace, so lets head back to the room. I will tend to your wounds there, Dr. Grey."
It was only moments later, when we got back into the room. Epsilon was stitching me up, and I kept on flinching bit by bit. It hurt a small bit. I was set into a pair of yoga jeans and a deep blue tank top, with my hair back up in it's bun.
Francis was in the other room asleep already, so Epsilon and I were left alone. And no one to stop on us on what happens in this room.
"Thanks for stitching my up."
He nodded his head at me, but remained quiet.
"I owe you, Epsilon. You had to pull me out of a situation, after you warned me to be more careful. I was stupid to think, that I would be safe with you close to me, and that I couldn't be hurt."
He sighed a bit deeply, and continued putting stitches in me.
"I didn't know, that this would be the outcome to all of this. I am just so stupid. I should have been a bit more careful then what I had been. It's my fault, that I got myself hurt. I don't think I will ever stop blaming myself."
Epsilon had just finish stitching me up, and sat down on the bed next to me. We stayed quiet for a moment or two, and I felt him grab my hand. He was trying to comfort me currently.
My heart had begun to pound a small bit, and I looked at him from the corner of my eye. His free hand gently touch my cheek and turn my head towards his. Carefully, his lips went up against mine. In return, I kissed him back as he kissed me.
We both never kissed each other before, so this was our very first kiss. But quite a few questions soon came into my head. He was a spy, and I am not, yet we kissed. So what does this make me to him? Am I now his lover? And if so, then isn't my life more in danger?