And you are?
CHAPTER SIX
The security guard pushed Nigel out of the door and the relic hunter fell to the pavement, he sighed in annoyance and stood up dusting himself off in the process. He looked back to the revolving glass doors in a hope to sneak back in but he was out of luck, the guard stood, arms folded just inside the museum.
Nigel looked left then he looked right there was no door, he began walking in the opposite direction to his hotel, there had to be a back door; there was always a back door. Fifteen minutes later and the light drizzle of rain from earlier had started coming down in heavy torrents, he looked up to the sky and shouted out in annoyance "How can there not be a bloody back door!" He turned to face the dumpster in front of him and he kicked it in frustration, he began hopping around on one foot biting down on his lip to stop from swearing blue murder "that was not a good idea" he told himself. He gingerly stepped on his sore foot and began limping away.
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Sydney finally said her goodbyes to the visitors and drew away from the crowd who were still wanting questions answered, she spotted the guard still stood at his post by the door and made a beeline for him.
"Can I help you with something Miss Dell? Are the visitors bothering you?" he asked the second question with genuine concern.
"No nothings wrong I was just wondering who the man was that you threw out of here earlier…He seemed to know me"
The guard took here arm and led her away from the door as Nigel walked past on the way back to his hotel, "Miss Dell he's not somebody you want to associate with…He's the reason you got hurt".
She stopped forcing the guard to stay put "How!"
"Well he's a rival of yours and I guess he wanted the relic so bad he hurt you to get it".
"He doesn't seem like the kind of person to hurt somebody else".
The guard smiled a sad look on his face "Well, looks can be deceiving" he told her wisely.
Sydney nodded in agreement "Yes they can be".
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"I'm telling you Karen it was Sydney!" he blasted down the phone. He didn't mean to shout at her but there wasn't anyone else around for him to take his frustrations out on. "Listen they won't let me back in the museum but I was thinking…They don't know you…"
"…Okay" she said at last, she didn't want to try arguing with Nigel he could be really stubborn when he wanted to be, and she knew this meant a lot to him "I'll get on the next available flight".
"Thank you Karen" he said softly before putting the phone down.
*Okay so it's just a snippet but they'll be more to come soon*