"Alright alright. We're all friends so we don't need to hide things from each other. Rexott, I have my own intel and network. I‘ve already heard of some of the research you're talking about," Rod confessed, "The mask is buried under the roots. You can send your people to pick it up and as an exchange, everything is negotiable."
The smile on Allen Hill's face slipped away.
"Frankly speaking, I didn't discover the mask there. That much is the truth. As to where I obtained the rumors regarding the mask underneath the tree? Such a rumor is very suspicious. Rod, we're all old friends. You know that I've never lied to my friends and would help you all to the best of my capabilities! However, I'm really helpless on this issue."
The atmosphere in the living room became stale.
Rod quickly smiled to ease the mood.
"Since you insist that it isn't there. I'll believe you. Perhaps there's some sort of misunderstanding in the rumor."