Nigel grabbed his duffel bag and quickly packed all his belongings into it.
He could hear Sydney talking on her phone with Karen, trying to get on the
first flight out of the country. Sydney looked frustrated as she walked
into Nigel's room. "Stop packing, Nigel." Sydney said, "Karen can't get a
flight until tomorrow morning." Nigel looked up at Sydney, "Do you think
it would be all right to stay here?"
"Yeah, just be ready to get up early in the morning. The next open flight is at four-thirty." Sydney replied. Nigel nodded and Sydney went back into her room. Nigel sighed and decided to get some sleep.
Nigel opened his eyes at the sound of someone entering his room. He looked over at his clock, but couldn't read it through eyes still blurred by sleep. As his sight cleared a little bit, Nigel could make out a dark figure moving across the room and it definitely wasn't Sydney. Looking at the clock again, he could make out the numbers, it was twelve fourteen. Looking at the person again, he saw them grab his bag, and pull something out of it. Nigel jumped out of his bed, and turning the light on he saw a man holding the relic. "Hey, you can't…" Nigel felt the cloth cover his nose and mouth, and the smell was strange, and sickeningly sweet. Nigel's vision blurred, and he blacked out. David Edwards looked up at his boss. Parker Smith nodded and said in a hushed voice, "Get him out of here." Smith no longer cared about stealing the relic, he had Bailey and that's all he needed.
"Yeah, just be ready to get up early in the morning. The next open flight is at four-thirty." Sydney replied. Nigel nodded and Sydney went back into her room. Nigel sighed and decided to get some sleep.
Nigel opened his eyes at the sound of someone entering his room. He looked over at his clock, but couldn't read it through eyes still blurred by sleep. As his sight cleared a little bit, Nigel could make out a dark figure moving across the room and it definitely wasn't Sydney. Looking at the clock again, he could make out the numbers, it was twelve fourteen. Looking at the person again, he saw them grab his bag, and pull something out of it. Nigel jumped out of his bed, and turning the light on he saw a man holding the relic. "Hey, you can't…" Nigel felt the cloth cover his nose and mouth, and the smell was strange, and sickeningly sweet. Nigel's vision blurred, and he blacked out. David Edwards looked up at his boss. Parker Smith nodded and said in a hushed voice, "Get him out of here." Smith no longer cared about stealing the relic, he had Bailey and that's all he needed.