“Lost him in the murkiness,” replied Luigi Vespucci, the larger of the twins. “It doesn’t matter, you have what you want.”
“You sure?” replied El Hamill suspiciously. It saved a bullet if the old man was already dead.” Open it, make sure this Prophecy is in there.” Luigi hammered on the lid as his twin arrived, and found a set of leather looking parchments. Checking that the box was as genuine as possible, El Hammill looked across at Sergei. “What funny trick is the old man pulling?”
“You have what you want, dammit,” snapped Sergei, “your thugs probably killed him, and maybe they hid the real one, you need to check the parchment to make sure it’s genuine.”
“Luigi knows whether it’s real or fake, don’t you?” replied El Hammill, looking at the parchments. They looked suitably old and weat
