They returned back to their hotel after a long day in the chamber, although Nate and Sully spent most of it above ground having decided that there was unlikely to be more related to the letter and it was best to stay out of the way in the cramped chamber. Eventually Mia and Steven surfaced, Mia smiling from ear to ear while Steven looked his usual sullen self, his shirt soaked in sweat.

The next day was going to be busy she told them, with the crew coming into document and extract everything that was discovered.

The hotel lobby was shoulder-to-shoulder with people the next morning as Nate and Sully headed down for breakfast. Stefanie Keahi stood in the reception area surrounded by reporters, video cameras and microphones pointed in her direction, like fingers begging for any morsel of information, while she talked about the find and revealing their discovery to the Hawaiian public in due course.

They walked into the hotel restaurant and were welcomed by the gentle hum of multiple conversations happening at multiple tables all at the same time, knives and forks clattering with dishes and waiters hurrying every which way to serve the almost full restaurant.

"You know, I hadn't really considered how big this find is," Sully said as they sat down at a table in the far corner of the room.

"He was a big deal in Hawaiian culture. He unified the islands and was the first King of Hawaii" Nate replied.

"We probably should have asked for more money" Sully said, and Nate wasn't sure if he was joking or not.

They ordered breakfast and as the waiter walked away, Sully asked, "Do you think he knew Captain Cook?"

"Who, the waiter?" Nate said with a straight face.

Sully tossed a packet of sugar at him and he laughed.

"It's possible" Nate said seriously. "I did a little research into it last night. Cook left Plymouth in 1776 on his third voyage travelling to Tenerife, then around the bottom of South Africa, below Australia and into New Zealand. From New Zealand they went through the pacific islands and landed in the Hawaiian Islands, or the Sandwich Islands as he called them, in 1778.

"He left Hawaii and followed the coast along California into the Bering Strait but found it impossible to pass and returned to Hawaii in 1779 where he died according to official records."

The waiter brought over their coffee.

"How did he die?" Sully asked taking a sip from his cup.

"The Hawaiian natives stole one of Cook's longboats so Cook, along with some of his marines, decided to try to kidnap the islands monarch, Kalaniʻōpuʻu."

Sully snorted into his cup, "Seems like a bit of overkill."

Nate nodded, "That obviously didn't work out so well as the natives saw Cook luring Kalaniʻōpuʻu to his boat and they gave chase. A fight broke out, Cook got hit in the head with a club and then stabbed."

"And the body?" Sully asked.

"The natives took the body and some of his items were returned to his crew for burial at sea. At least that is what the official records say."

The waiter appeared with their breakfast. After adding salt and pepper to his eggs, Sully asked, "Why did they take the body?"

Nate shrugged, "Despite all of what happened, they had great respect for him and prepared the body as they did for any chief or elder in their tribe; disembowelled, flesh cooked off and bones cleaned."

"Nate, I'm eating here."

Nate gave him a weak smile, "Sorry."

Sully swallowed a forkful of scrambled eggs, "So there is no record of Cook and Kamehameha ever meeting?"

Nate shook his head, "Not that I know of. Kamehameha was born somewhere between the late 1730's and early 1760s, so he was definitely alive when Cook was here. We could ask Mia when she is free."

"Let's not for now" Sully said, and Nate understood. He didn't want her thinking they knew much about the contents of the letter, which they didn't anyway. They enjoyed their breakfast in silence, the restaurant still abuzz with people when Sully spoke again.

"That makes the letter all the more intriguing, doesn't it?" he said with a glint in his eye. A glint Nate knew all too well.

"Oh no. Sully. No."

Before Sully could say anything, Mia came over and took a seat between them. She slipped them two thick yellow envelopes. Sully picked up one of them and looked inside, then gave a nod to Nate.

"What? No receipt" Nate said with a grin.

"Planning on lodging it with the IRS?" she joked.

"Touché"

She handed them two rectangular cards.

"What's this?" he asked, picking up the card.

"The museum is going to hold a private event for their sponsors and other well-to-do to celebrate the discovery. Naturally, we couldn't have this event without the two of you so here are your invitations"

"I don't know what's more impressive, how quickly it took to make these invites or that you would invite a couple of crooks to an event filled with valuable objects," Sully joked. And then asked, "Did you read the letter?"

Mia nodded, "I did."

"And?"

Mia indicated for them to lean in closer and quietly said, "I got to read it when Steven was showing Stefanie."

"And?" repeated Sully eagerly.

"Firstly, we don't know if it is legitimate. Steven's friend, Dr Spence will be at the unveiling to have a look and determine its authenticity. But, secondly, and more importantly, it is utter nonsense."

"Why? What did it say?" Nate asked, leaning in closer as if they were talking about state secrets.

"The long and short of it is that King George asked Captain James Cook to leave Hawaii to search for the lost Crown Jewels. He believed the Crown Jewels were not lost but stolen."

Sully held up his hand, "Hold up, the Crown Jewels? Aren't they in the Tower of London?"

It was Nate who answered, "Those are the third set of the Crown Jewels. The second ones were destroyed in the late sixteen hundreds and the first, original ones, were lost in the 13th century by King John."

Mia nodded, "That's right. In fact, Dr Spence has spent a lot of his career searching and excavating potential locations of the Crown Jewels in eastern England."

"That's some coincidence" Sully commented.

"What did Dr Spence say about the letter?" asked Nate.

"He thinks it's hogwash. The jewels were definitely lost somewhere in the Wash but he said he will take a look and catch up with Steven."

"Is it possible to take a look at the letter?" asked Nate.

Mia gave him a sad look, "Sorry" she said. "Steven wants to keep it under wraps until it's verified, and Stefanie is backing him on this one. One thing about Steven is that when he's on to something, he owns it like it's his baby. I know he can be difficult, but please understand that he is just doing his job and it is his passion. Besides until it can be verified, Stefanie has ordered that it is not to be shown to anyone, nor is it to be shown at the event next week.

"She doesn't want rumours, especially false ones, getting out about it. The six of us are the only ones who know about it right now."

A buzzing on the table indicated Mia's phone was ringing, she excused herself to take the call.

"What do you think?" asked Sully when Mia was out of earshot.

Nate took a bite of toast, "I don't know Sully. It seems a bit far-fetched, even for us."

Sully gave Nate his most mischievous grin, crumbs of toast stuck in his moustache, "Far-fetched is our specialty."

Then he added, "Look, it can't hurt to take a look at the letter, right? Decide for ourselves."

"You heard Mia, the letter is under lock and key and Dr. Miserable isn't going to let us take a look."

Sully's grin was plastered on his face, "When has that ever stopped us before?"