Chapter 2 - The letter…….and Alexa.
Lara sat, feet up on desk, reading a book with a musty, old cover. The letter that had arrived contained 2 pieces of paper. One was a note, which had been sent to someone called Alexa Munroe to research something called The Miran and The Miranis. It warned of a Watcher and Guardian.
The other paper in the envelope was a hastily scrawled note to Lara, explaining why the letter had been sent to her, and a plea for help.
Lara had read something about this when she was younger, and was again researching it. Her father had told her something of this too, and Lara remembered her father telling her of a prophecy containing a red-haired woman, The Miran, and an unknown woman. He believed that the prophecy had been fulfilled many thousands of years before.
Lara couldn't resist a challenge.
Without looking up from her book ---
"Bryce. What time is it?"
Bryce was in the corner at a desk, fiddling with some new invention of his.
"Bugger!! Look at your own damn watch!"
"Bryce!!!" came the reply.
"Sorry. Forgot myself, err..my watch has stopped. Sorry Lara"
"You know Bryce, you invent all of these gadgets and not one of them tells the time. You still wear a Mickey Mouse watch!!! Why don't you invent a new watch for yourself?"
"Preferably one that doesn't explode" she muttered under her breath.
The phone rang ----
"Ah! It's 9.00pm. Excellent timing" she said, putting down her book and looking at her own watch. Bryce muttered something in the corner. Lara pretended not to hear, and ignored him.
"Lady Lara Croft" she said, answering the phone, just as Hillary strode in, now looking extremely put out.
"Hello. It's Alexa Munroe. Have you decided yet?"
"Of course. It's a wonderful opportunity"
"Brilliant. I musn't stay long. They are probably trying to trace me!"
"Who are try..? Lara started to say..
"Later Lara! Can you come to Venice? Via Carrivelli, bottom apartment. It used to be top…but I er..messed up! Can you come soo….!!"
The line went dead.
"What was that?" asked Hillary. Lara stared at him for a minute.
"I'm going on a little trip. Can I get some laundry done?"
"Certainly. I do that lovely white dress and put that in too" .
"You do that Hilly, and my colts will mysteriously find something to shoot at!" Hillary wandered off out the door to go and do some laundry, sighing loudly.
"Bryce, pack for Venice"
"What..again?"
"Yes. You heard me. We are going to Venice again"
"Bugger!"
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Disclaimer - I do not own the character Lara Croft - Eidos Interactive do.
I do not own the characters Bryce or Hillary, or any other characters that appear in this story, in previous chapters and future chapters.
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Thank You
This story is dedicated to my friend Jaina.
Hope to see you soon.
Much love, Lara. X
