The Past Always Comes Back to Haunt You

Playtime with D'Arby

Eleanor was ecstatic. Today was the day she was going to be able to go outside for the first time in what felt like forever. Yes, she is going to go watch a fight between her friends and Dio's minions, and she would be constantly supervised, but she was still going outside. Covered head to toe as well, so her identity wouldn't be revealed to her friends. 

Vanilla Ice escorted her to a little patio bar, where they waited for the Crusaders to show up. Eleanor wasn't sure how Dio knew the Crusaders were coming here specifically, but she also knew he was rarely ever wrong about these sort of things. After a few hours, the Crusaders all walked in. Eleanor's heart raced, instantly recognizing the jingle of Jotaro's chain, but a firm squeeze of her arm from Vanilla Ice kept her in her seat. She frowned, sending Vanilla Ice a glare. He glared back. 

She would fight him, but she knew his Stand's ability. She knew he could just swallow her whole in an instant, and she wouldn't be able to warn the Crusaders before they were dead too. So, she stayed in her seat, and she stayed quiet. 

"Welcome, foreigners," The bartender greeted the Crusaders. "What would you like?" 

"There's something I'd like to ask you," Joseph said, pulling out a handful of pictures of a building. Spirit photos of Dio's mansion. "We're looking for the building in this picture. Do you know where it is?"

Eleanor didn't have to see the Crusaders to know they were exhausted. Joseph's voice was low, like he had asked this question a hundred times already. The other threes breaths were shallow, but their hearts were racing. Eleanor pitied them, but wished she was with them. 

"Sirs, this is a café," The bartender said. "Please order something."

"Four iced teas," Joseph ordered, Avdol laying down some coins. 

The bartender studied the photos as he poured the Crusaders their drinks. 

"Nope, I don't recognize it," he finally said. 

The Crusaders took their drinks and downed them almost instantly. 

"Cairo has a population of almost six million," Joseph thought. "There must be two or three million buildings. Will we be able to find him?"

"There has to be someone..." Avdol thought. "Someone has to know where it is."  

The other customers also claimed to not know where the building was, much to the Crusader's disappointment.

"Come on," Joseph said to the others. "Let's continue our investigation."  

"I know that building," a man spoke up. The Crusaders stopped in their tracks and turned to see a man in the far corner, shuffling cards. "No doubt about it. It's that building."  

Eleanor frowned. The fight was about to begin. 

"W-Was it you who just said that?" Joseph asked, approaching the man. "I just heard someone say they know this building." 

"Yes. I did indeed say that I know where the mansion in that picture is located."

"What? Really?!"

"That's great to hear!" Avdol exclaimed. 

"Yes!" Polnareff cheered. "We're pretty lucky to have found someone who knows where it is just from this picture."

"Where?" Joseph asked the man. "Please tell us! Where is it?"

"Are you asking me to give the answer for free?" The man asked, doing a few card tricks as they talked. 

"Y-You've got a point. Sorry about that. I'll pay you ten pounds. So, where is it?"