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WILLIAM ELLIS, underneath the eagerness to help and the need to be heard, is still very much a pain in the ass. Or, at least, a pain in Madeleine's ass.
"Still nothing to say as we're about to see Rick? Not even an ironic remark, nothing?"
She sighs loudly enough that Jonathan and Evelyn, both arguing in front of them, turn around and frown. "I don't know what you want me to say."
William shrugs. As far as he's concerned, Rick and Madeleine have been in love for approximately twenty years now. They're both just too blind or scared to admit it. It makes him want to eat sand.
"I'm doing this for Jimmy, that's all. To be honest, if it wasn't for him, I'd be happy to let Richard rot there."
He snorts. "Sure you would."
They both know it's not true, but for Madeleine's sake, William remains silent. What is true, though, is that they need Rick to get to Hamunaptra, and find the buried Egyptian wealth that is said to be buried down there. Hopefully, it'll be enough to adopt Jimmy. If it's not, there's not much they can do next.
"Speaking of Jimmy," he ventures carefully. "What about your initial plan? Didn't work out?"
Her initial plan was to marry one of the wealthiest men in England. The ghost of pain hangs around her face. It backfired.
"No. But we've still got that plan, and it'll go well."
Seeing as half the map was burnt by the curator of the museum, their only hope to find the City of the Dead now resided in Rick O'Connell. Madeleine hates it.
"Come, come!" the guy in charge of the prison hushers them closer. "Step over the threshold. Welcome to Cairo Prison, my humble home."
Madeleine's nose scrunches up at the state of the prison. "That's your home?"
