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Chapter IV: Gravity of Destiny
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That was one beautiful woman. Albeit kind of strange with he quotes but she's nice.
I was sorry that I did that to her. I had no other choice in the matter. The last thing the museum and I want is the press to know too much. And believe me, this makes it harder.
Usually I just let the press have their day. But with her? It feels different. It's strange but I felt like she knew something more of the Eyes than I do. Then I made up my mind.
I decided to know what she knows.
Wearing my hat, I followed her out. I kept my distance as I did but I never took my eyes off of her.
It was hard to in any case.
To tell you the truth, I was momentarily stunned by her for you see, I never saw a woman quite like her before.
Her dirty-blond hair was as long as mine and well kept but something tells me that she usually wears it wild. Half a head shorter than me, she had this look in her eyes that screamed determination. But I saw fear in her lovely gray eyes when she saw the mark on the display case.
She knew what it meant and that is my only lead.
I watched her as I walked down the opposite street. It was not hard to find her. Just look for a beautiful woman in blue. Did I tell her that she looks ravishing in her dress? NO! Not now. Job first before socialization. That what was wrong with my life. The job always came first.
So much for my social life.
The woman entered an old building with a rusty old sign that was not visible. What was she up to? A group of people obscured my view and then she was gone. To where I know. But something else bothered me.
I see a barrier of some sort encompassing the building she entered. I crossed the street and went to the building. Touching the door I was relived that it didn't force me out. But when I opened the door, I felt like I had entered a different world. Literally.
It looked like something out of a medieval sorcerer's banquet. There are people wearing wizards and witch's outfits. Was this some sort of cult? Maybe that's why she was interested with the Eyes.
But those are purely speculations. Not facts.
Damn this is getting frustrating. Looking around, I finally found her. It's not that hard. She was the only one looking normal in the room. But strangely, she was being ignored by the rest of the people. I lowered my brim and made my way towards her.
She was in the far corner table engrossed in reading a file while sipping a pint of beer. Smirking, I removed my hat and stood in front of her.
"May I join you?" I asked. She paused as if she had recognized my voice and looked at me in shock.
"How did you get here?" she asked incredulously in a harsh whisper. I never thought that was possible.
"Walked," I said as I sat on the seat in front of her.
"That wasn't what I meant," she said as she glared at me. I smiled as she did. That was a cute glare. "How did you find me?"
"You are not that hard to find," I smiled. I had a glance at the paper she was reading. It was a file on the Eyes of Anubis. She immediately covered the paper and replaced it in her portfolio when she caught me glancing at it. She was quick.
"You are not supposed to be here," she said in a serious tone. Damn, she's pretty. Why am I thinking this? Focus!
"And why is that?" I asked.
"It's a little complicated," she sighed.
"It always is," I smiled.
"What do you want," she said curtly. Oh well, I tried my charms. Not that it did any good before.
"What you want," I said seriously.
"I do not know what you are talking about," she said softly. But I know she knew what the hell I am talking about. Then I looked at her portfolio. Sighing, she nodded and stood up.
"Are you willing to share to me everything you know?" she asked.
"That depends," I said sincerely as looked at the people in the room. Some of them were looking our way. They seemed disgusted for some reason. This is getting uncomfortable.
"On what?" she asked and my attention returned to her.
"If I have your full cooperation," I said.
"You won't get it," she said sternly and made to leave. "I suggest you leave before things get out of hand."
"Things already are," I sighed and stood. I took out one of my business cards and offered it to her. "If you change your mind." She looked at the card curiously and took it. She pocketed the card and left the room. Sighing, I know when I'm beaten.
I left the way I came and walked back to the museum.
I needed to think.
And that wonderful woman would be a handful.
And she is a challenge worth taking.
It didn't hurt that she was beautiful.
Beauty and brains. A deadly combination.
Danger is my job after all.
I had a feeling I would see her again. And that prospect excited me.
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End of 4
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A/n: If you are getting confused, tell me. To the Lady of Life that shines on the darkness, thank you for correcting my mistakes. I'm kind of in the dark with your comment male perspective of a male? Sorry, sometimes I get slow. Thanks for your review and I'll try to read yours.
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Chapter IV: Gravity of Destiny
.
That was one beautiful woman. Albeit kind of strange with he quotes but she's nice.
I was sorry that I did that to her. I had no other choice in the matter. The last thing the museum and I want is the press to know too much. And believe me, this makes it harder.
Usually I just let the press have their day. But with her? It feels different. It's strange but I felt like she knew something more of the Eyes than I do. Then I made up my mind.
I decided to know what she knows.
Wearing my hat, I followed her out. I kept my distance as I did but I never took my eyes off of her.
It was hard to in any case.
To tell you the truth, I was momentarily stunned by her for you see, I never saw a woman quite like her before.
Her dirty-blond hair was as long as mine and well kept but something tells me that she usually wears it wild. Half a head shorter than me, she had this look in her eyes that screamed determination. But I saw fear in her lovely gray eyes when she saw the mark on the display case.
She knew what it meant and that is my only lead.
I watched her as I walked down the opposite street. It was not hard to find her. Just look for a beautiful woman in blue. Did I tell her that she looks ravishing in her dress? NO! Not now. Job first before socialization. That what was wrong with my life. The job always came first.
So much for my social life.
The woman entered an old building with a rusty old sign that was not visible. What was she up to? A group of people obscured my view and then she was gone. To where I know. But something else bothered me.
I see a barrier of some sort encompassing the building she entered. I crossed the street and went to the building. Touching the door I was relived that it didn't force me out. But when I opened the door, I felt like I had entered a different world. Literally.
It looked like something out of a medieval sorcerer's banquet. There are people wearing wizards and witch's outfits. Was this some sort of cult? Maybe that's why she was interested with the Eyes.
But those are purely speculations. Not facts.
Damn this is getting frustrating. Looking around, I finally found her. It's not that hard. She was the only one looking normal in the room. But strangely, she was being ignored by the rest of the people. I lowered my brim and made my way towards her.
She was in the far corner table engrossed in reading a file while sipping a pint of beer. Smirking, I removed my hat and stood in front of her.
"May I join you?" I asked. She paused as if she had recognized my voice and looked at me in shock.
"How did you get here?" she asked incredulously in a harsh whisper. I never thought that was possible.
"Walked," I said as I sat on the seat in front of her.
"That wasn't what I meant," she said as she glared at me. I smiled as she did. That was a cute glare. "How did you find me?"
"You are not that hard to find," I smiled. I had a glance at the paper she was reading. It was a file on the Eyes of Anubis. She immediately covered the paper and replaced it in her portfolio when she caught me glancing at it. She was quick.
"You are not supposed to be here," she said in a serious tone. Damn, she's pretty. Why am I thinking this? Focus!
"And why is that?" I asked.
"It's a little complicated," she sighed.
"It always is," I smiled.
"What do you want," she said curtly. Oh well, I tried my charms. Not that it did any good before.
"What you want," I said seriously.
"I do not know what you are talking about," she said softly. But I know she knew what the hell I am talking about. Then I looked at her portfolio. Sighing, she nodded and stood up.
"Are you willing to share to me everything you know?" she asked.
"That depends," I said sincerely as looked at the people in the room. Some of them were looking our way. They seemed disgusted for some reason. This is getting uncomfortable.
"On what?" she asked and my attention returned to her.
"If I have your full cooperation," I said.
"You won't get it," she said sternly and made to leave. "I suggest you leave before things get out of hand."
"Things already are," I sighed and stood. I took out one of my business cards and offered it to her. "If you change your mind." She looked at the card curiously and took it. She pocketed the card and left the room. Sighing, I know when I'm beaten.
I left the way I came and walked back to the museum.
I needed to think.
And that wonderful woman would be a handful.
And she is a challenge worth taking.
It didn't hurt that she was beautiful.
Beauty and brains. A deadly combination.
Danger is my job after all.
I had a feeling I would see her again. And that prospect excited me.
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End of 4
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A/n: If you are getting confused, tell me. To the Lady of Life that shines on the darkness, thank you for correcting my mistakes. I'm kind of in the dark with your comment male perspective of a male? Sorry, sometimes I get slow. Thanks for your review and I'll try to read yours.