Treasure Vault Near Henrietta's Hideaway Novelas e Histórias

Extremely good! He pecks me on the lips and I have to remember that I'm doing this for Elizabeth, in order to keep the vomit down. "I'm just going to take a shower real quick" he says and I nod, and take this as my opportunity. I take off my heels and tip toe, following him to the bedroom, the moment the bathroom door closes, I take that as my cue and enter the room, scanning my eyes around and grabbing the cell phone on the drawer. I swipe it open and realise there's a Pin password on it. Damnit!

The floor was an ancient, well-worn stone, and Caitlin couldn’t help but feel as if they’d entered a secret treasure chamber. Caitlin’s heart began to beat faster, as she sensed something important awaiting them. She strutted faster, hurrying to catch up to the King. “The treasury vault of the McCleod clan for a thousand years. It is down here where we hold our most sacred treasure, weapons and possessions. But there is one possession which is more valuable, more sacred, than all of them.” He stopped and turned to her. “It is a treasure we have been saving just for you.” He turned and lifted a torch off a side wall, and as he did, a hidden door in the wall suddenly opened up in the stone. Ca

A treasure map, she knew very well where it was pointing. Without hesitation, she changed clothes and walked her way to the end of the Ripley Farmhouse where it met the Marx estate owned by Henri's family. She stared at the tall old tree separating the two estates. Using her phone's flashlight, she searches for the makeshift ladder to climb Henri's tree house that he calls headquarters.

They were no longer in the territory of corporations or global protocols; they were in the Dominion of the Architect. The path they followed was not a trail, but a sequence of half-buried stone markers—serpent heads carved from laterite, their eyes pointed toward a destination that didn't appear on any tourist map. "The Vault is not beneath the great temple of Angkor Wat," Vira whispered, his breath coming in shallow hitches. He leaned heavily on his iron staff. "That is the distraction. The true Vault lies beneath Ta Prohm—the temple where the trees have claimed the stone. The Architect understood that the best way to hide a secret is to let nature swallow it."

“Somewhere outside the city. A private estate, tucked into the hills.” Claire’s eyes widened. “A private estate? How could Dad have kept something like that secret?” “He had ways,” Alistair said quietly, his voice almost reverent. “Your father was smarter than any of us gave him credit for. The vault is buried deep underground, under layers of security no one ever noticed. He hid it right in plain sight, disguised as just another rich man’s estate.” “But Derrick knows about it now,” Lillian murmured, her mind spinning. “He’ll be waiting for us.”

Following this, Henri's body trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood before falling to one knee. "Henri!" Adrian exclaimed, rushing to his side. Henri stretched out his hand, saying, "There's a secret chamber in the crypt that leads directly to the other side of the mountain. He has found me and destroyed the meteorites. The rest is up to you now."

The maid helped her mistress stand. She composed herself and they locked Hannele's room on their way out. "Come with me." Editha held the maid's hands and escorted her to the garden, everyone was in their rooms now. "I promise I won't te-" Dara whispered "Shhh," "I will show you something." They went to the Carob tree which is on the unlighted part of the garden, stood up there Editha still gripping the maid's hand. "I buried all my jewelry which I brought here in secret, three feet below the ground, where we stand right now." She paused then looked around her. "You can dig it up next week, Sunday." She said in a whisper.

The more we did, the more I realized there were kids stuck underneath what seemed like a hole covered with a heavy metal filled with grass. An escape route!!!.. After a couple of minutes of us pulling over the heavy metal, it burst open like a canon was shot in its direction. “Quickly!!” “Come out!!” Henry instructed as the kids all ran out in a single file. I was shocked to find that there were adults hiding underneath. I guessed the trail led to the houses downtown. “Move it people” “Come on!!” He said, leading them all out. I couldn’t help but wonder why Henry had a whole different personality, outside the mansion.

I chuckled and began to read. “Did they really write back to you?!” Lucas jumped from his seat and stood behind me to read the letter. “Who hides from for and hides from friends as well. If our goals are aligned, what’s the need to push each other aside. We’d be very glad to give you a tour of our hideout and our current discoveries, that’s if you're not blind by now. What am I saying here? How would you have gotten this far with a letter if you lost your vision? We’re in the hilltop Forrest, walk nine miles in and you’ll see a well furnished white building. Say hi to that little crow of yours.

“I don't plan on doing anything with the information. I mean, I have to be crazy to think of anything stupid in a place like this.” It was a lie, but he didn't need to know that. Patrick blinked up at me, confusion and wariness stretching across in his face. “There’s a vault,” he whispered, voice smaller than the clatter around us. “They don’t call it the Treasury exactly, old families keep things in the… in the west wing, behind the old archives. There’s a passage that leads to it, if you know where to look.” My fingers twitched under the table. Jackpot. Not a map, not a key, but a full blown location and guaranteed treasure. It was enough to start counting coins in my head.