Memorable Mission
It had become dark.
'Guns?' said Hillary with a clip board and pen ready in his smooth hands.
'Check' replied Lara, who made it obvious that she wasn't actually checking.
'Bullet Proof Vest?'
Lara sighed. 'Check.'
'Ammunition?'
'Check. For goodness sake Hillary, i have everything that i need.'
Hillary lifted his head high. 'Yes, Lady Croft, but are you sure?'
'Yes, as sure as i'll ever be.' said Lara raising one eyebrow. 'Now, i'll see you in two weeks. Oh and make sure Bryce doesn't ruin the house. I'll do that when i get home.'
Hillary smiled and turned on his heel. 'Yes Lady Croft.'
Lara mounted her newly fixed motorbike and rode off through the Croft Estate gates, which theatrically opened by themselves as if by magic. She was speeding down the leafy lanes, leaving dirty trails behind her as she splashed through filthy puddles. She arrived shortly at her destination. Carefully she chained her bike up to a post next to the building. She confidently strode into the tall gloomy house and drew her gun from the holster on her leather belt. A fire was roaring in the living room and its light created an eerie glow which reflected off the skull shaped buckle on her belt. She walked through the dimly lit room and into the stone floored kitchen. She peered out of the window to see a dark figure looming in the overgrown wilderness. Lara made no indication of fear and simply opened the back door and shot a single golden bullet into the starry night's sky. The figure shifted to behind a tree. Lara aimed the gun in the direction of the silhouette and proceeded with caution. The only thing that allowed her to see was the flickering light from the fire in the front room. She squinted and like a coiled Snake, she darted forwards. Before the shadow had chance to realise, she'd already arrived behind the tree.
'Lara?!' said a squeaky, terrified voice. 'W-what are you doing here at this time?'
'I'm afraid it's business and not pleasure Robert. I hear you know where the last key is.' replied Lara in a interrogative tone.
'Key? What key? There are many keys Lara, maybe you could describe this one. Is it dark or light? Skeleton or normal?' Robert's voice was still quivering.
'Don't be smart with me. You know it won't get you anywhere. Where is it?'
Robert let out a childish giggle. A nervous giggle.
'Tell me!' Lara instructed violently. 'Tell me or I'll have to make Yasmine a widow. And you wouldn't want that, would you?'
'Lara i swear to you that i don't have any clue as to where the key is. All i know is that it's buried deep in a snow cave in Iceland. Look, it's dangerous and i don't expect that anyone who dares enter would survive. Sometimes it gets to 30 below and you wouldn't catch me working in them climates.'
'So you did have a clue, Robert?' smiled Lara as she patted him on the back. 'Are you going to help me on this one, or am i supposed to do it alone?'
Robert bit his chapped lip. 'I'm sorry Lara, i can't just leave. Besides, i've had no training.'
Lara shrugged her shoulders. She began to walk down the garden, but she stopped. 'Robert, i'm going back to meet the boys for two weeks. We can train you. 30 below really isn't as bad as it seems. Honest.'
'Lara! Count me in!'
Lara grinned broadly. 'Let's go then, partner.'
