3. The writs translate
The next morning they went early to the embassy hope to get a person that had time to translate the writ that they had found yesterday. When they got to the embassy they where controlled with some tests for some reasons to see if they where Americans or not. They then looked for someone that could help them with their problem and that did go fast. When Nigel walked around a corner he exigent crushed into a person, an old stubby guy. What the hell do you think your doing, screamed the old man to Nigel? I'm sorry, I didn't see you. I'm going to be late to my meeting because of you. Dam kids. Excuse me, interrupt Sydney? Do you know where we can find a person that can translate things from romaine to English? I can, but I don't have the time. Try Mr Anderson down the hall. He could probably help you out. God day. Then the old man stared at Nigel before he walked away. Not the happiest man in the world, Nigel said. Some problem in the child hood? Nigel? Okay, okay. I shut my mouth up. They walked down the hall and there they could see a door with a note: "Mr Anderson's office". This is the right place, Sydney said. They knocked on the door and went into the office. It seemed that no one was here for the moment. They waited in the office for a while, but finally he came back to the office. Who are you, he asked nervous? Hey, my name is Sydney Fox, from Ancient Studies (the "company" she works for) and this is my partner Nigel Bailey. I have a writ here that I wander if you can translate for me? On witch language do you want it fro and to, he asked? From old romaine to English, if it works? Can I see the writ, he asked her? Of course. Nigel gave he the writ that he had in the bag. Mr. Anderson looked a few seconds and then told them that he will fix it about one or two days. Nigel and Syd had no problem with that. Now they could go around in the town and look on many things, as tourists. Before they went out on the town they first went home to fresh them self-up a little bit. Nigel took a smoking on and Sydney took a lovely purple dress. Then they went down town to look on several shops. It's amassing her, said Nigel. Yeah, you right. It's not the richest country you can go to, but they have their surprises. After then, they went to a restaurant that lied at the beach. After a good dinner at the beach they went home to the motel. In the taxi home to the motel did Syd's mobile phone ring. Sydney her! Hey Syd, Claudia said! How are you doing down there? Pretty good, thanks. Why are you calling Claudia, she asked her? First you got a meeting with the stockbroker next week and you have got a letter her from somebody that didn't want to write his name on. Shall I send it to Nigel's computer, she asked Sydney? Yeah, can you do that? I'm just sending it to him. Thanks for the help Claudia. Have a nice evening. You too. Syd closed her phone and laid back on the sit and enjoyed the trip back. When they got back to the motel they could see it in flames. They ran out of the cab and against the motel. A policeman stopped them on the way and tolled them that it's too dangerous to go inside. But what about our stuff, asked Nigel kindly the policeman? You can take a look later, but your stuff it's probably gone. Dam, Sydney jelled! I don't like these bad guys. They were now forced to get a new motel or hotel. Before they got into the taxi they asked the policeman about if he kneed any other motels that they can go to. He suggests that they could spend the night over at Clark's motel. It's a pretty nice motel he said to them. They jumped into the cabby and beget the driver to drive them to Clark's motel. At 11 pm where they there. When they came inside could they see how the receptionist jelled some customers out. I'm sorry, but they hadn't paid for the rooms. They tried to run away from it, he said with his light voice. We want to rent a room, two if you have, Sydney asked while she was looking at Nigel. We have lots of rooms free so you can have two if you want, the man answered. Sydney and Nigel took two rooms, one for each other. When they came up to the rooms they went in to Syd's room to see the mail that Claudia had sent them before. In the mail it stood about the accident at Roger's home. It was from the man who had killed Roger. He apologize for knocked Nigel down and for not introducing him self for them. What an as hole, said Nigel! It seems that he knows everything about us and we don't know anything about him. He just playing with us. We forget this and go to bed; we have a long day tomorrow. Nigel then goes to his room ad both went to bed.
The next day they both woke up late, at 12 am. When day had dressed up and ate breakfast they took a cabby to the embassy there they hope to get the writ they left there the day before. At the embassy they had to wait for Mr. Anderson because he was on a meeting. After 30 minutes were the meeting finished and Mr. Anderson came to his office their Syd and Nigel was waiting. Hello, Mr. Anderson said to them both. Hey, Mr. Anderson. Are you finished with the writ that we gave you yesterday, Syd asked him? Yes, I am. It was difficult, but I maid it. Mr. Anderson gave Syd the writ back and the writs translate. "At the moonlights glare shall the dragon lead you the way to power and wealth." What the hell does that mean, said Nigel? I don't know, said Mr. Anderson. I'm just a translator. Thanks for your help. Send the check to Trinity University. When she got out of the office she saw a picture of a castle in the right corner of the writ. She walked back to Mr. Anderson and asked him where that castle liege. It's Dracula's castle. But it has been closed for years now. Do you know where it is, asked Nigel him? I think it is about 5 kilometers south from here. Beneath a lake if I remember right. Thanks for your help once more. When they had leaved the embassy, Mr. Anderson called someone from the phone. I think they know where the Rubin is, he said to his boss. Where, he asked Mr. Anderson? At Dracula's castle. Of course. Keep your eyes open and by the way, the money will come soon, I promise. Then the line brooked. What do we do know, Nigel asked Syd? We can't go there, it's legal. So what, a closed castle has never stopped me from getting a relic. We are going there to night, when no one can see us. Always what you say, said Nigel to her. Sydney took his mobile phone and rang home to Trinity University. Ancient Studies, answered Claudia. Hello Claudia. We need some help from you. Obvious. What do you need help for? We need some sketching and facts about Dracula's castle. As old as possible, please. If you also find something about a renovation, send me something about that to. Okay, I can fix that. I send it to Nigel's computer in the end of the day. That's fine Claudia. Syd then put down her phone and went back to the motel to rest a little while. At the end of the day, they had they finally got the mail. The mail contained sketching over the castle and some unnecessary facts that Claudia had sent with it. One renovation has been done there and it was year 1842. When they where at the motel wanted Nigel to stay up a little bit more. Sydney went to bed and Nigel where staying at the bar for a while. He just wants some drinks, which are all.
The next morning they went early to the embassy hope to get a person that had time to translate the writ that they had found yesterday. When they got to the embassy they where controlled with some tests for some reasons to see if they where Americans or not. They then looked for someone that could help them with their problem and that did go fast. When Nigel walked around a corner he exigent crushed into a person, an old stubby guy. What the hell do you think your doing, screamed the old man to Nigel? I'm sorry, I didn't see you. I'm going to be late to my meeting because of you. Dam kids. Excuse me, interrupt Sydney? Do you know where we can find a person that can translate things from romaine to English? I can, but I don't have the time. Try Mr Anderson down the hall. He could probably help you out. God day. Then the old man stared at Nigel before he walked away. Not the happiest man in the world, Nigel said. Some problem in the child hood? Nigel? Okay, okay. I shut my mouth up. They walked down the hall and there they could see a door with a note: "Mr Anderson's office". This is the right place, Sydney said. They knocked on the door and went into the office. It seemed that no one was here for the moment. They waited in the office for a while, but finally he came back to the office. Who are you, he asked nervous? Hey, my name is Sydney Fox, from Ancient Studies (the "company" she works for) and this is my partner Nigel Bailey. I have a writ here that I wander if you can translate for me? On witch language do you want it fro and to, he asked? From old romaine to English, if it works? Can I see the writ, he asked her? Of course. Nigel gave he the writ that he had in the bag. Mr. Anderson looked a few seconds and then told them that he will fix it about one or two days. Nigel and Syd had no problem with that. Now they could go around in the town and look on many things, as tourists. Before they went out on the town they first went home to fresh them self-up a little bit. Nigel took a smoking on and Sydney took a lovely purple dress. Then they went down town to look on several shops. It's amassing her, said Nigel. Yeah, you right. It's not the richest country you can go to, but they have their surprises. After then, they went to a restaurant that lied at the beach. After a good dinner at the beach they went home to the motel. In the taxi home to the motel did Syd's mobile phone ring. Sydney her! Hey Syd, Claudia said! How are you doing down there? Pretty good, thanks. Why are you calling Claudia, she asked her? First you got a meeting with the stockbroker next week and you have got a letter her from somebody that didn't want to write his name on. Shall I send it to Nigel's computer, she asked Sydney? Yeah, can you do that? I'm just sending it to him. Thanks for the help Claudia. Have a nice evening. You too. Syd closed her phone and laid back on the sit and enjoyed the trip back. When they got back to the motel they could see it in flames. They ran out of the cab and against the motel. A policeman stopped them on the way and tolled them that it's too dangerous to go inside. But what about our stuff, asked Nigel kindly the policeman? You can take a look later, but your stuff it's probably gone. Dam, Sydney jelled! I don't like these bad guys. They were now forced to get a new motel or hotel. Before they got into the taxi they asked the policeman about if he kneed any other motels that they can go to. He suggests that they could spend the night over at Clark's motel. It's a pretty nice motel he said to them. They jumped into the cabby and beget the driver to drive them to Clark's motel. At 11 pm where they there. When they came inside could they see how the receptionist jelled some customers out. I'm sorry, but they hadn't paid for the rooms. They tried to run away from it, he said with his light voice. We want to rent a room, two if you have, Sydney asked while she was looking at Nigel. We have lots of rooms free so you can have two if you want, the man answered. Sydney and Nigel took two rooms, one for each other. When they came up to the rooms they went in to Syd's room to see the mail that Claudia had sent them before. In the mail it stood about the accident at Roger's home. It was from the man who had killed Roger. He apologize for knocked Nigel down and for not introducing him self for them. What an as hole, said Nigel! It seems that he knows everything about us and we don't know anything about him. He just playing with us. We forget this and go to bed; we have a long day tomorrow. Nigel then goes to his room ad both went to bed.
The next day they both woke up late, at 12 am. When day had dressed up and ate breakfast they took a cabby to the embassy there they hope to get the writ they left there the day before. At the embassy they had to wait for Mr. Anderson because he was on a meeting. After 30 minutes were the meeting finished and Mr. Anderson came to his office their Syd and Nigel was waiting. Hello, Mr. Anderson said to them both. Hey, Mr. Anderson. Are you finished with the writ that we gave you yesterday, Syd asked him? Yes, I am. It was difficult, but I maid it. Mr. Anderson gave Syd the writ back and the writs translate. "At the moonlights glare shall the dragon lead you the way to power and wealth." What the hell does that mean, said Nigel? I don't know, said Mr. Anderson. I'm just a translator. Thanks for your help. Send the check to Trinity University. When she got out of the office she saw a picture of a castle in the right corner of the writ. She walked back to Mr. Anderson and asked him where that castle liege. It's Dracula's castle. But it has been closed for years now. Do you know where it is, asked Nigel him? I think it is about 5 kilometers south from here. Beneath a lake if I remember right. Thanks for your help once more. When they had leaved the embassy, Mr. Anderson called someone from the phone. I think they know where the Rubin is, he said to his boss. Where, he asked Mr. Anderson? At Dracula's castle. Of course. Keep your eyes open and by the way, the money will come soon, I promise. Then the line brooked. What do we do know, Nigel asked Syd? We can't go there, it's legal. So what, a closed castle has never stopped me from getting a relic. We are going there to night, when no one can see us. Always what you say, said Nigel to her. Sydney took his mobile phone and rang home to Trinity University. Ancient Studies, answered Claudia. Hello Claudia. We need some help from you. Obvious. What do you need help for? We need some sketching and facts about Dracula's castle. As old as possible, please. If you also find something about a renovation, send me something about that to. Okay, I can fix that. I send it to Nigel's computer in the end of the day. That's fine Claudia. Syd then put down her phone and went back to the motel to rest a little while. At the end of the day, they had they finally got the mail. The mail contained sketching over the castle and some unnecessary facts that Claudia had sent with it. One renovation has been done there and it was year 1842. When they where at the motel wanted Nigel to stay up a little bit more. Sydney went to bed and Nigel where staying at the bar for a while. He just wants some drinks, which are all.