Indy sat in the passenger side of a truck, debating on whether to do something he'd been planning on doing all night... he reached for his gun and pointed it at the driver's head.
The man's eyes widened. "What are you doing!?"
"We've spent half the night driving to a building and the other half sitting here waiting, I want answers."
"What do you want to know?"
"You can start by telling me who you are."
"I already told you, I'm a frie.." Indy cocked the gun. "Ok! Ok! My name is Simeon."
"Well that's a start, ok Simeon now you can tell me who sent you to come get me."
"No one, I told you I only want to help Professor Ravenwood get the head piece."
"I wish I could believe that."
"You will soon learn that I speak the truth Mr. Jones, now please put the gun down."
Indy slowly lowered the gun, uncocked it and put it back in the holster. "What are we waiting for?"
"We're waiting for a trade to take place, Ahmed; the man I work for, will be making a trade here very soon. Ahmed has the head piece, he's handing it over to a man he's meeting here in exchange for money, I'm not sure of the amount."
"Who's the man he's handing it over to?"
"I don't know. I was instructed to wait here and keep watch. When they arrive stay down until I tell you, when the time is right it is up to you to intercept the exchange and get the head piece back."
"And what will you be doing while I'm busy intercepting?"
"I'll be waiting in the truck..." He smirked
"Here they come, get down!"
Indy quickly sunk down into the seat. Simeon watched as the men got out of their cars. Ahmed held a hand up towards the other man and looked towards Simeon who nodded his head, giving the all clear signal to Ahmed.
"They're going inside.." Simeon whispered. "Ok, now it's your turn Jones…"
"Great." Indy smiled sarcastically, his eyes darted from side to side as he tried to come up with a make shift plan. He flipped his gun open to make sure it was filled, and then pulling his fedora tightly to his head he reached for the door handle.
"Wait."
Indy looked back.
"Good luck to you."
Indy laughed a little. "Yeah, remind me to thank you for all the help if I get out of this alive."
Simeon watched as Indy got out and carefully made his way to the other side of the building, Indy was now out of sight….
Simeon's body suddenly went stiff at the feel of cold metal against his temple.
"Where is he?"
He recognized the sound of the voice. "How did you get here you foolish girl, your going to get yourself killed." Marion stood at the driver's window with a gun to his head.
"I'll ask the questions…where is he?" She cocked the gun. "Answer me!"
"He went in there to get the medallion, he's going to try and stop an exchange from being made. If that medallion changes hands it will leave the country and your Father may never get it back."
"I don't hold objects above human life, I don't care whether my Father ever gets that head piece! Which way did he go?"
"He went behind the building. You could to ruin this whole thing, there's nothing you can do in there but get yourself killed! Get in the truck and wait for him."
She uncocked the gun, held it to her side. Simeon watched as she began towards the back and he shook his head in disbelief.
…..
Behind the building Marion found a ground level double door, she shoved the gun into her pants and slowly opened one of the doors. As she moved down the steps she could see it led to some sort of dirt cellar, she followed the footprints that she figured had to be Indy's.
…
Inside the building Ahmed stood a few feet across from a man with a brown leather backpack, a small table sat between them.
"Let me see the medallion." The man said demandingly.
Ahmed opened the side of his coat and slowly pulled a chain from his inner coat pocket, from the end of the chain a medallion. After it was fully shown he quickly pushed it back into his pocket. "Now the money."
The man slipped the backpack off his shoulder and pushed it across the table. Ahmed opened the backpack to reveal several bundles of cash.
"You can count it if you like."
"That won't be necessary." Ahmed smiled and reached into his coat pocket, he pulled the medallion out again and laid it on the table. The man carefully picked up the medallion and held it in front of his face.
From behind an old door Indy watched the men through a crack in the wood, he could see the medallion, it was just as Abner described. He knew now he had to try and get it, his gun was cocked and in his hand. He slowly reached for the door, his fingers were almost touching the knob when another hand reached from behind him and grabbed his hand, sending a shock up his spine. He turned his head sharply and saw Marion standing beside him, he couldn't believe it. He grabbed her shoulders and looked her over with widened eyes in anger and disbelief that she had followed him, putting herself in danger. He looked her straight in the face and mouthed to her asking her what she was doing here. She shifted her eyes toward the door then back to him and shook her head, telling him that she was here to stop him from doing whatever he was about to do. Indy let go of her shoulders and took hold of her arm, leading her as quietly as possible away from the door and back down into the cellar. When they were a good enough distance away he stopped and turned her to face him again.
"Marion how the hell did you get here!" He whispered.
"It doesn't matter how I got here, I'm stopping you from getting killed!"
"You're gonna get us both killed that's what you're gonna do!"
They both stopped suddenly and jerked their heads up as they heard a gun shot fire…
*To be continued in chapter eight*
