Chapitre 40: Chapter 40: The Ring's True Owner

“Okay, so let’s go over this plan again,” Arras said from behind his sunglasses. “If we even call it a plan.”

Taigh and Edwin sat in the front of the cab, with Rhea, Arras, and Hoffman in the back. The wind was blowing through the open windows, bringing the smell of flowers and hope into the car. Hoffman cleared his throat, “I’m going to try to speak to the artifact manager. If that doesn’t work, Taigh will come in, and if that doesn’t work…we are going to keep the manager busy while Rhea grabs the ring.”

“That’s a horrible plan,” Arras grumbled, shaking his head. “But I guess we have no other choice.”

“Spoken like a true commander!” Taigh laughed.

“Well, I can’t go into the cathedral,” Arras said irritably. “They won’t bring such an old artifact down to the street like some dirty deal!”

“I know, brother. I know,” Taigh turned to see his brother’s face.