Snippet #2160742

Abegail's shoulders slumped a little. The last war had not been over that long, the prospect of another was disheartening. her eyes flashed and her head snapped up as Franklin mentioned Walter and that his life was hanging in the balance.

"Know that I do not trust you. Too much has happened for me to trust anyone fully, especially when they tell me that they know things about my life that they should not know."

She sat back in her chair. "I will go with you. First sign that something isn't as you say and I will be in contact with the authorities." She took a drink of her coffee.

"I will go home and pack. I will meet you at the airport in twenty five minutes."

Downing the last of her coffee, Abegail stood, the dossier under her arm and left the cafe.

Once home she packed a small suitcase, a new briefcase and some notebooks and other books. Sliding the dossier inside her briefcase, Abegail sighed. "Walter, what kind of trouble are we in now?" She talked to the walls. One last check ensured she had her numerous pieces of the Blood Flag, that which was keeping her alive and then she headed out the door.

A cab took her to the airport where she arrived twenty minutes after she had left the cafe. Her hat, coat and gloves on, Abegail stood with her ticket in hand and calmly waited for Franklin to appear. The gun rested in her briefcase as well. Not her typical accessory, Abegail felt it prudent to bring it.
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Charlotte's eyes twinkled and she moved closer to Walter.

"You know of them? Oh, I am silly, of course the great Dr Rivers knows of dragon's teeth."

She reached out and touched his hand, giving him a coy smile. "What if I said I was trying to find them? What if I told you that I had pinpointed a location and with your help we could find and retrieve them? What if I said that we could stop others from hunting them down first?"

Charlotte batted her eyes, "Would you be interested Dr Rivers? In working with me? In finding them?"