The Reward of Love

Chapter 2

Within a few days I made my way to London, England where the O'Connell's purchased a very lovely and large home. I wandered the premises learning the layout of my cousin Evy's home and good places to hide in case they were not alone. The house had been empty for some time and her suitcases gone with some of her clothes. I rolled my eyes at the thought of her dragging Rick across the world on another dig. Signs indicated that Jonathan had been staying here with them in this extravagant home. I also found a room where a young boy lived with toys and baseball equipment. I smiled at the memory of receiving Evy's letter letting me know her son had been born. I had only one visit when she was still in the hospital holding a bundle of an adorable baby boy while Rick was a mess panicking about how to raise a child. The man could face a three thousand year old mummy, but the thought of changing diapers frightened him.

The house remained quiet and empty except for me where I settled in the library on the upper rail near the front window looking down upon the home. Where I waited for them to return...

"Jonathan!" I heard a familiar voice yell with an American accent. I snapped awake realizing I had fallen asleep in Evy's home on the railing of the upper library.

I lowered my hood and mask readying myself to speak with them about the upcoming danger. Evy came into the room and I stopped mid step taken back by her beauty and smiled at a small young boy with blond hair. She flashed him a book with Egyptian writing on the inside. She directed her attention to a small golden chest on a side table covered in dust and a few lingering cobwebs.

"Where is the key?" Evy asked the small boy.

The boy simply shrugged at his mother. I cracked a smile seeing a bit of Jonathan in him.

Evy turned the boy in circles digging through his many pockets slightly scolding him. "I swear Alex if you have lost that key you're grounded."

"I haven't lost it. I just can't find it, there's a difference." He sassed back. And there was Rick's side in the child.

"Well, you better start finding it." Evy said sternly but her eyes had so much love and pride in them for her son.

A dark skinned man walked into the room shifting the attention from mother and child to him as his figure stood in the wide doorway. He wore the same red turban from the man I killed days ago but his time his face was left uncovered. "Good evening." He purred in a deep voice.

Evy immediately stood sensing the threat in his tone. Her body tensed, and I could feel the panic radiating off of her. "Who are you? What are you doing in my house?"

"I'm looking for the chest of course," He tilted his head seeing the golden box on the table. Alex grabbed the chest instinctively backing away. "Give it to me now."

Evy walked over to a display and drew a sword. "Get out of my house." She growled.

I got into a position to leap down at the right moment.

"Whoa mom," Alex said frightenedly. "maybe not the best idea."

"Alex, get back there." Evy waved her hand back to instruct her son and her eyes never left the strange man before her.

A few more men dressed the same came in as back up and Evy's eyes darted between them. She adjusted the grip on her sword preparing herself to die to protect her son and the chest.

"I think it might be time to call for dad now." Alex whimpered.

The man stepped forward. "Now I will kill you and take it anyway."