Finch began to relax a little, also glad of the fact the doubters had been proven wrong. He wondered if Buer had been one of those doubters, but he didn't dare ask. Had they been right, there was no way he would be seated here now. No, he would have been the one who disappeared. “It was an honour, sir,” he replied truthfully.
“I hear you had no luck discovering the location of the Tabut?” Buer's question was posed in such a way that Finch knew he required more than a straightforward 'no'.
“Unfortunately the three I spoke to all claimed the same thing.” Finch watched Buer raise a questioning eyebrow and continued. “They claimed none of them knew the location of the artifact, that even they weren't privy to such information.” His mouth was dry and he swallowed deeply. He knew Buer desired
