The Lost Treasure Map Series by V Bertolaccini Page B

table.
    “ Did you
just come in here!” Robert asked, moving into a seat, surprised
that he had been there.
    Bryson watched
him. “Did you move the furniture in here?”
    He sighed. “I
was looking around.”
    Bryson saw by
his tense attitude, as well as his replies, he was annoyed. Perhaps
at being questioned.
    Sarah emerged
at the doorway. Her face showed some surprise at seeing them.
    “ Are the
rest of them coming back then?” James asked, curiously.
    “ Apparently not.” Robert voiced, watching him become
happier.
    “ Who
relit that fire?”
    “ We
did,” James confessed.
    Sarah stood
where she was, staying away from them, as though waiting for James
to continue, and perhaps somehow sort out a problem.
    “ Look!”
Bryson moaned. “We are searching together .”
    James and
Sarah suddenly moved out of the room, and started whispering.
    He tiredly
turned to them. “We’ll share it ...” he replied.
    “ We
agree!” Robert swiftly answered, humorously. “But you’ll have to
find something first!”
    They vaguely
smiled at each other, with slightly embarrassed expressions.
    “ Of
course,” James muttered, “they’re just useless books, and we are wasting our time looking for
anything.”
    They began
where they had been searching, before leaving to have a meal.
Bryson and Robert built up the fire, so that it was heating the
room more. It now seemed colder. It might have been the amount of
people in the room, actively moving around, that had been
there.
    Bryson watched
James and Sarah return, and saw that the agreement between them
would last. And that they were in complete agreement over something
else.
    He
occasionally observed them, from the edge of his eyes, trying not
to look at them too much. He watched them to see what he was
missing.
    They were just
examining the covers more than the contents. It was all that he
needed to know, to realize that they would not find much.
    He had
occasionally walked along examining them, without removing them off
the shelves.
    It was
noticeable that Sarah did not fully know what she was looking for,
and was going out her way to please James. He did have a good idea
of what he was looking for, and was insisting on looking for it in
particular – especially in the titles.
    He was sure
that if the map of the castle had not fallen on the floor, that
they would not have found it.
    There was
something about hunting for hidden things that he did not like.
There were too many things suggesting where things could be. The
mind could almost turn anything into looking like a clue, just by
staring at it for long enough, if it wanted to find something badly
enough. They could follow false clues to the day that they left if
they were not careful. He was sure, that if they had not already
been doing it, that they would start doing it as soon as they had
checked the main places at the castle – and had no real ways of
finding it.
    Here they were
searching a library for the answer to a clue that could be
anything. The amount of things that the mind could associate with
it was vast. He doubted if the treasure seekers that he had seen in
films, who had chased after clues, could have answered the clues,
which they had solved, in real life. Why had he never heard of
anyone chasing after treasure? As far as he was concerned, the
people who had found things had been looking for them in things
like ships, which people had recorded as having treasure, and which
something had sank in a specific region – not by solving strange
riddles! People found them with machines and knowledge.
    They would
need a great deal of luck. People customarily only found treasure,
searching the places that ships sank.
    He realized
that he now did not believe that people following clues, from
things like Egyptian sites, ever found anything. They endlessly
chased after the Holy Grail, Golden Fleece, and Egyptian treasures.
The people who had found such things had been lucky – to have been
in the right places,