“You should see this rock. The carvings on it are amazing. Like nothing I’ve seen before. I’m telling you we’ve hit pay dirt with this one.” The male voice was excited. Tamara Limer took a drink of tea as she looked out the window into the woods. It was raining, but everything was a vibrant green today. She liked the rain and the soft patter of the drops on the deck outside. Behind her the glass kitchen table was covered with papers, journals and odd items.  “You think so? You better not be bringing me back something with a curse on it. Just managed to break the last one. You know the destruction that happened in the museum?” She commented flipping her straight blonde hair with a flick of her head. It was annoying

The crate came late the next day. A large truck pulled up to her house and she had her large garage open. Her car parked over to the side. They didn’t say anything, but they shouldn’t. They were the ask no questions kind of people. They got paid to do jobs and then looked the other way. She was surprised when they pulled a ramp down and there was a small fork truck in the back. One man got on it and came down the ramp. The truck was low so it didn’t have a very steep angle anyways.  She pointed to the garage and he dropped it off in there. They put the fork truck back on, got back into the vehicle and drove away. Barely two words were said and nothing was signed for. She looked at the crate and toward the truck turning left at the end of her driveway. She didn’t have any close neighbors. She pretty much lived in the middle of the woods in Maine of all places. It was a good place to work on dangerous

“Are you serious? Look if this is some kind of prank... I’m not sending one of my drivers out to the middle of nowhere lady with an order that sounds like a prank. You want twenty large pizza’s with everything on it. As many bags of chips as we can send and ten liters of soda?” Yeah she had to admit she was going overboard, but he just ate everything in her house. She figured this might do the trick, hopefully. She was aiming for calories. “I know how this sounds, but I’m having a party later with a lot of people and my caterer canceled an hour ago. Please, I’ll pay you right now over the phone. I can’t leave to get them due to medical reasons. Please.” She said sounding desperate and this was the owner she was talking to. The employee had thought it a prank too. He asked for her credit card and she gave it to him. The bill was nearly four hundred dollars  but she could afford it, however with the ex

Max sat in the police room just waiting. He and his crew had been stopped from getting on their flight and asked a thousand and one questions. All the pottery and other items they had collected were taken which he thought was a bunch of bullshit since their permits were on the up and up. They had been hired to find out about the myths and go down into that cave. Hired and paid a lot of money and now they were sitting here being detained. There was one man he’d seen moving around talking to people asking questions that instantly set off his alarm bells. Max weighed about a hundred and ninety pounds, and was built like a runner and he could run damn fast. You had to sometimes, he could fight too. Learned that the hard way while doing this cloak and dagger job. Had met plenty of unsavory people in this world. He trusted Tamara with the things he found. She was more family to him than friend, and while he did

“Okay.” She said turning the car off. “I need to turn in my phone, and then get food, and you aren’t going to eat anything until I pay for it got me?” He looked at her. He'd eat what he wanted.“I’m not going in until you promise me.” He growled slightly but nodded, fine. Bitch clearly wanted it her way and it angered him. Good thing he didn’t have a voice, she might have slapped him for his thought just now. Seriously she was being controlling and he didn’t like being controlled. Look what the gods had to do to contain him.“These are the rules of our society. I’m not trying to dictate to you.” Tamara stated seeing the darkness to his gaze and she swore that the silver was turning darker and changing color or something. “We’ll go over there first and then I’ll get f