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Authors: Elise Stokes
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Emery’s pending devastation. Although he had never come out and said it, I knew he believed his mysterious father was a decent human being. What son wouldn’t?
I can’t think about this right now. I have to figure out what’s going on. Lives could be at stake.
Resolving to keep Emery in the dark about his father for the time being, I texted him about what had transpired, mentioning Moreau and the security guard and what I had gleaned.
He texted back: Examine the exhibit. Report anything unusual .
Without a moment to lose, I was on my feet and on my way.
~~~
I peered around the corner of the tomb’s exit and didn’t see Mr. Phillips or Moreau in the vicinity. Nor did I see my friends.
Good, they’ve moved on to another exhibit, I thought, making a beeline for the nearest case displaying Queen Kiya artifacts. I adjusted my vision and slowly scanned the items lining the shelves, but saw nothing more than dust particles, fingerprint smudges, and stray hairs. The next display case didn’t reveal anything either. I wasn’t having much luck on the third display case when Chad’s scent wafted up my nose.
“What do you want?” I said, not bothering to turn around.
“Hi to you, too.” He pressed his back against the case and looked at me. I studied artifacts. “How’d you know I was there?” he asked, all grin and dimples.
“Spidey sense,” I smart-mouthed. I sidestepped left so I could see around him into the case. He slid between me and the glass.
I glared at him. I didn’t have time for stupid games.
“Why are you so interested in this stuff?” he asked.
“I’m an interesting person.”
“You’re funny.”
“You’re not. Go away.” I stepped right. So did he.
“What were you doing in the tomb?” He smiled like he thought he had me.
Chad was watching me? Did he see Emery’s dad?
I willed my rising panic not to show on my face and looked Chad square in the eye. “What’s it to you?”
“I don’t care.” He smirked. “But Mr. Loescher might.”
“Well, why don’t you run off and tell him, then,” I said, waving for him to go. I turned to an ornate throne carved of wood.
Chad stepped ahead of me and parked his backside in it.
“Get up,” I ordered.
“Why?”
“Because it’s priceless, and your butt isn’t.”
He lifted an eyebrow. “Are you sure about that?”
“Pig,” I muttered, and turned my back to him again, walking toward Queen Kiya. Chad jumped to his feet and blocked my progress.
“ What do you want ?” I demanded, throwing my hands up in exasperation.
“I want you to go out with me.”
I laughed, incredulous. The guy was a fool. I moved around him and continued on to Queen Kiya’s coffin.
“I’m being serious,” he insisted, catching up with me.
“You didn’t even know I existed until I knocked you down yesterday.”
“That’s not true. I always thought you were hot.”
“I’d be bad for your rep.” I examined the golden death mask made in the queen’s likeness. Kiya had been very beautiful. “Plus, your girlfriend might object.”
“Oh, you’re worried about Robin?” he said, as if the rejection finally made sense. “I can solve that issue in about a minute.”
“You’d be doing her a favor,” I retorted, my eyes traveling down the neck of the mask. So far I hadn’t seen anything out of the ordinary.
“Robin’s right about you,” he spat. “You are a—” And he called me a name that Robin had certainly called me on several occasions.
“Sweep me off my feet, why don’t you?” I called after him as he stormed away. I wasn’t usually this antagonistic. Chad just brought out the worst in me.
My eyes shifted to the crown perched on the queen’s chest.
A voice came over the loudspeaker: “Queen Anne High School students, please return to the lobby.”
I let out an exasperated breath and prayed Mr. Phillips was long gone and hadn’t heard the unfortunate announcement.
“It would be just my luck if
I can’t think about this right now. I have to figure out what’s going on. Lives could be at stake.
Resolving to keep Emery in the dark about his father for the time being, I texted him about what had transpired, mentioning Moreau and the security guard and what I had gleaned.
He texted back: Examine the exhibit. Report anything unusual .
Without a moment to lose, I was on my feet and on my way.
~~~
I peered around the corner of the tomb’s exit and didn’t see Mr. Phillips or Moreau in the vicinity. Nor did I see my friends.
Good, they’ve moved on to another exhibit, I thought, making a beeline for the nearest case displaying Queen Kiya artifacts. I adjusted my vision and slowly scanned the items lining the shelves, but saw nothing more than dust particles, fingerprint smudges, and stray hairs. The next display case didn’t reveal anything either. I wasn’t having much luck on the third display case when Chad’s scent wafted up my nose.
“What do you want?” I said, not bothering to turn around.
“Hi to you, too.” He pressed his back against the case and looked at me. I studied artifacts. “How’d you know I was there?” he asked, all grin and dimples.
“Spidey sense,” I smart-mouthed. I sidestepped left so I could see around him into the case. He slid between me and the glass.
I glared at him. I didn’t have time for stupid games.
“Why are you so interested in this stuff?” he asked.
“I’m an interesting person.”
“You’re funny.”
“You’re not. Go away.” I stepped right. So did he.
“What were you doing in the tomb?” He smiled like he thought he had me.
Chad was watching me? Did he see Emery’s dad?
I willed my rising panic not to show on my face and looked Chad square in the eye. “What’s it to you?”
“I don’t care.” He smirked. “But Mr. Loescher might.”
“Well, why don’t you run off and tell him, then,” I said, waving for him to go. I turned to an ornate throne carved of wood.
Chad stepped ahead of me and parked his backside in it.
“Get up,” I ordered.
“Why?”
“Because it’s priceless, and your butt isn’t.”
He lifted an eyebrow. “Are you sure about that?”
“Pig,” I muttered, and turned my back to him again, walking toward Queen Kiya. Chad jumped to his feet and blocked my progress.
“ What do you want ?” I demanded, throwing my hands up in exasperation.
“I want you to go out with me.”
I laughed, incredulous. The guy was a fool. I moved around him and continued on to Queen Kiya’s coffin.
“I’m being serious,” he insisted, catching up with me.
“You didn’t even know I existed until I knocked you down yesterday.”
“That’s not true. I always thought you were hot.”
“I’d be bad for your rep.” I examined the golden death mask made in the queen’s likeness. Kiya had been very beautiful. “Plus, your girlfriend might object.”
“Oh, you’re worried about Robin?” he said, as if the rejection finally made sense. “I can solve that issue in about a minute.”
“You’d be doing her a favor,” I retorted, my eyes traveling down the neck of the mask. So far I hadn’t seen anything out of the ordinary.
“Robin’s right about you,” he spat. “You are a—” And he called me a name that Robin had certainly called me on several occasions.
“Sweep me off my feet, why don’t you?” I called after him as he stormed away. I wasn’t usually this antagonistic. Chad just brought out the worst in me.
My eyes shifted to the crown perched on the queen’s chest.
A voice came over the loudspeaker: “Queen Anne High School students, please return to the lobby.”
I let out an exasperated breath and prayed Mr. Phillips was long gone and hadn’t heard the unfortunate announcement.
“It would be just my luck if
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