Chapter 3
"Why do you think he would be interested in an old building?" Bo asked thumbing a piece of ivory from Shirley's collection of strange artefacts.
"I'm not sure, maybe I can get a little information from his website..." Shirley scrolled down the page.
"His website? He has a website?"
"The company does anyway - wait I think I've got something..."
Bo looked up sharply, there was a beep, and Shirley sighed,
"Drat, I've a message".
"It's probably just Matt" Bo sighed with a hint of sarcasm.
"Hmm... Bo! Come here! It looks important!"
Bo dived down beside Shirley,
"Who's it from?"
"Alexanna".
"Who's Alexandra?"
"It's AlexANNA, you know the girl from Britain?"
"Oh yeah, one of your good pen pals - what she saying?"
"Read it" Shirley muttered.
Their eyes widened with each word.
"She's coming over here at a drop of the hat?" Bo asked finally.
"Yes, she can do that" Shirley muttered but Bo could sense that Shirley wasn't telling him everything, though he didn't press her.
"Why would the company be coming to Redington?" Shirley pondered.
"Maybe they wanted to get a snapshot of the Redington Monster" Bo mocked.
"Come on" Shirley called already half way out the door.
Bo hastily put the ivory back on the shelf and chased after the hurrying girl.
"Why here?" Bo asked gulping at the air trying to get his breath back.
"Well, Alexanna said that they used to export antiques. I want to check out the local antique stores and see where their merchandise came from".
"Fine - whatever" Bo replied following Shirley into an old shop.
"Well, well, if it ain't our Little Miss Alexanna Kingsley" a guy called out with fondness in his deep bass voice.
Alex grinned joyously,
"Hi Bill!" she hugged him.
The attendants around him smiled, some of the guys looked up,
"Hey don't I get a hug?"
Alex shook her head in wonder, who would have thought that men this big would be as soft as a kitten?
Once all the hugs had been given one man cocked his head slyly at her,
"So, where de ye want tis tae smuggle ye tae?"
"I need to get to Redington as quickly as possible".
"Where's Redington?"
"It's in Canada".
"Right then milady, step right this way" a man offered her his arm to her and led her off.
As he watched them go a man turned to the others. He shook his head in remorse,
"She'll get us our jobs lost".
"Don't forget that she's saved our necks a few times" one shot back.
"Aye, then how would we support our families - it's the least we can do".
The first guy-smiled sadly,
"I know and the poor wee lass has gone through a lot and coped so well. I don't think I could cope with what she's been through. I'm just anxious for her".
The others nodded in agreement and went back to playing cards.
"Have a good trip, Alex" the guy ruffled her hair.
"Thanks".
She knew they meant well and she did care about them a lot but sometimes she wished they wouldn't act as though she were younger than her age.
Knowing they had to be careful, Alex tiptoed into the luggage compartment and hid behind a stack of suitcases. A door slamming shut caused a suitcase to fall. There was a muffled yelp, immediately the hairs pricked up on Alex's neck. There was someone in here. The big doors slammed shut causing her heart to beat faster - just who was in here?
"Why do you think he would be interested in an old building?" Bo asked thumbing a piece of ivory from Shirley's collection of strange artefacts.
"I'm not sure, maybe I can get a little information from his website..." Shirley scrolled down the page.
"His website? He has a website?"
"The company does anyway - wait I think I've got something..."
Bo looked up sharply, there was a beep, and Shirley sighed,
"Drat, I've a message".
"It's probably just Matt" Bo sighed with a hint of sarcasm.
"Hmm... Bo! Come here! It looks important!"
Bo dived down beside Shirley,
"Who's it from?"
"Alexanna".
"Who's Alexandra?"
"It's AlexANNA, you know the girl from Britain?"
"Oh yeah, one of your good pen pals - what she saying?"
"Read it" Shirley muttered.
Their eyes widened with each word.
"She's coming over here at a drop of the hat?" Bo asked finally.
"Yes, she can do that" Shirley muttered but Bo could sense that Shirley wasn't telling him everything, though he didn't press her.
"Why would the company be coming to Redington?" Shirley pondered.
"Maybe they wanted to get a snapshot of the Redington Monster" Bo mocked.
"Come on" Shirley called already half way out the door.
Bo hastily put the ivory back on the shelf and chased after the hurrying girl.
"Why here?" Bo asked gulping at the air trying to get his breath back.
"Well, Alexanna said that they used to export antiques. I want to check out the local antique stores and see where their merchandise came from".
"Fine - whatever" Bo replied following Shirley into an old shop.
"Well, well, if it ain't our Little Miss Alexanna Kingsley" a guy called out with fondness in his deep bass voice.
Alex grinned joyously,
"Hi Bill!" she hugged him.
The attendants around him smiled, some of the guys looked up,
"Hey don't I get a hug?"
Alex shook her head in wonder, who would have thought that men this big would be as soft as a kitten?
Once all the hugs had been given one man cocked his head slyly at her,
"So, where de ye want tis tae smuggle ye tae?"
"I need to get to Redington as quickly as possible".
"Where's Redington?"
"It's in Canada".
"Right then milady, step right this way" a man offered her his arm to her and led her off.
As he watched them go a man turned to the others. He shook his head in remorse,
"She'll get us our jobs lost".
"Don't forget that she's saved our necks a few times" one shot back.
"Aye, then how would we support our families - it's the least we can do".
The first guy-smiled sadly,
"I know and the poor wee lass has gone through a lot and coped so well. I don't think I could cope with what she's been through. I'm just anxious for her".
The others nodded in agreement and went back to playing cards.
"Have a good trip, Alex" the guy ruffled her hair.
"Thanks".
She knew they meant well and she did care about them a lot but sometimes she wished they wouldn't act as though she were younger than her age.
Knowing they had to be careful, Alex tiptoed into the luggage compartment and hid behind a stack of suitcases. A door slamming shut caused a suitcase to fall. There was a muffled yelp, immediately the hairs pricked up on Alex's neck. There was someone in here. The big doors slammed shut causing her heart to beat faster - just who was in here?