Tower Of London
2 Hours Later.
"Vaughn! Look at that!" Syd pointed to the Tower of London. "It's magnificent!" Sydney was delighted that Vaughn had agreed to go with her. Suddenly, her phone started ringing. She reached into her bag.
"Hello?"
"Good Afternoon Sydney. I must say you look beautiful today."
"How did you get this number?" Sydney snarled and looked around. "Where are you?"
"Calm down, you don't want to make your precious Vaughn worried now do you? His forehead will wrinkle and he will look to old for you." Sydney was shocked. She loved Vaughn and he looked so hot when his forehead wrinkled. "Now, me on the other hand…" Sydney signalled to Vaughn that she would be back soon and walked away to a more private place.
"Sark! I don't know how many times I've told you this, but we will never work together, or do anything else for that matter expect fight. Is that clear?" She waited for Sark to reply, she expected a smart little retort. She didn't expect, that when she turned around she would see him right there in front of her.
"Sydney, darling, you know that we will work together very soon, and do even more if I get my way." He handed her an envelope. "Go to this place at 7pm tonight. If you don't your beloved Vaughn will be saying goodbye." He paused. "Oh and if you tell him, or anyone else, about this little meeting they will be killed before you realise what's going on. Goodbye Sydney" Sydney stood there perplexed; she knew she had to meet Sark tonight to save Vaughn, but what was Sark's endgame?
Syd tried to compose herself; she didn't want to give Vaughn any reason to think anything was wrong. She took a couple of calming breaths and plastered a smile on her face.
She hated Sark, everything about him was evil, and he tainted everything he touched. Yet she still felt sympathy towards him, no matter how small it was she hated herself for it. It made her sick to her stomach.
She walked back to where she had left Vaughn. She tapped him on the shoulder and smiled at him as he turned to face her.
"Sorry I took so long, it was Will checking up on us and you know how he worries so much!" She shrugged and inwardly prayed he believed her lie.
"He really carries about you, doesn't he?" Sydney nodded. She felt relieved but very guilty; she hated having to lie to her boyfriend. She took his hand and led him to the Whit Tower.
"Have you read this Syd?" Vaughn asked. When Sydney shook her head he carried on reading it. "It says here that the White Keep was the first stone keep built in England. Work started in 1078. This place is over 900 years old, Syd, it's amazing." Sydney thought Vaughn looked like a school boy on his birthday, innocent and excited. She knew history, especially English history, was a secret passion of Vaughn's.
Sydney's smile left her face, she had the distinct feeling of being watched.