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the end he suggested I see a doctor who lived nearby.   The doctor asked me lots of questions, but I couldn’t answer them.   In the end, with much shaking of his head and “tut-tutting” he said he would take me to his hospice, where I could rest quietly for a few days.   I asked him how long it would be before my memory returned. “I hope it will be soon” he replied “but sometimes….you know, these things…well, we ’ll just have to wait and see”.   Every day one of the nurses would come and talk to me and ask me if I remembered anything.   “Did you dream about anything?” they would ask me.   The answer was always the same – nothing.  
    The days were very long, Anna.   My head would ache from trying to remember who I was and where I came from.   Did I have a wife? Children?   The doctor was fairly sure I wasn’t from Egypt – he thought I was American and apparently notified the American Embassy.   Then one day a woman came into the hospital to visit one of the patients.   She sat on his bed and took his hand and something in her expression turned a light on for me.   She reminded me of you.   “Anna” I cried out.   “I need to find Anna”.   The nurse came running to my bed and from then on little fragments kept coming back to me.   Within a few hours my memory had completely returned.   As soon as they could get in touch with the doctor to sign me out, I caught a taxi straight back to here.   Only to find you were in Cairo , of course” he added.   “Anyway, Hamidi was pleased to see me and so I spent the night here to await your return.   And now, my love, what have you been up to?” he inquired, gazing intently into my eyes.
     
    I quickly filled him in on the events of the past few days since he had gone missing, only leaving out Waleed’s disclosure.   I felt it better to tell him this later when he had fully recovered.   “Enough talk, now you must get some rest”.   “Yes, nurse” he responded “I was just thinking the same thing.   Come to bed”.
    A couple of hours later we were drinking coffee in the café and pondering our next move.   “How long do you have to rest for?” I asked him.   “I’m fine” Kareem assured me.   “Now that my memory has returned I just have to make sure I don’t take any more blows to the head”.   “ Ha, ha, very funny” I replied.
    I was ecstatic to have Kareem back.   I kept glancing at him, to make sure he was really there!   I decided he was rested enough now for me to tell him about the secret tomb.   He listened intently.   “Wow” was his comment when I had finished.   “Now we could really be on to something”.   “But what can we do with this information?” I asked him.   “We have to treat this carefully.   No-one has been able to find out anything about Ramy, Yasmeen or Masud since they disappeared.   Our only line of investigation is this tomb, but where do we start?”
    Kareem was thoughtful for a while.   The idea of a secret tomb full of treasures was a little hard to comprehend and I felt sure he was trying to figure out what could have happened to Ramy.   “If my brother is still alive” he said at last “then I must continue my search for him.   Judging by the way they attacked me it would be easy to imagine that something has happened to Ramy too.   If he is no longer alive, there seems little point in us putting our lives in jeopardy.   However …. I cannot face my mother without being able to tell her definitely what has happened to Ramy.   Therefore, I must keep looking for him.   I just have to work out what to do next.   But I think it is time you went home, back to work and the safety of Australia .   I will follow you as soon as I find out something about Ramy.”
    I had been thinking of going back to Australia before Kareem reappeared.   Now, however I couldn’t bear to be parted from him again so soon.   “No, Kareem, I’m staying with you.   We are