For a second nobody said anything.
Every person in the room was staring at the wooden box that Leo was holding.
The box looked very simple.
There was no gold on it.
There were no jewels on it.
It was just made of weathered wood that had clearly been around for a long time.
Bella looked at Elena.
"You have had the box along?" she asked.
Elena nodded her head.
"I have been keeping it safe for twenty years, " she said.
Marcus took a step forward.
"And you never opened the box?" he asked.
Elena shook her head.
"I could not, " she said.
"Why not?" Marcus asked.
Elena gave a smile.
"Because the box does not belong to me, " she said.
Leo carefully looked at the box.
Like the boxes they had found it had the symbol of two hands joined together under a sun that was coming up.
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