I Hate Mummies

Chapter 3: The River

Giza Port- Cairo No POV

Evelyn: do you really think they're going to show up?

Jonathan: yeah, undoubtedly, knowing my luck. They may be cowboys, but I know the breed. Their word is their word.

Evelyn; well, personally I think they're filthy, rude, complete scoundrels. I don't like them one bit.

Rick; anyone we know?

Evelyn and Jonathan turned around as Rick and Wade had cleaned themselves up as Evelyn looked at Rick as she couldn't believe this handsome man was the same man that stole a kiss from her back at the prison. Wade and Rick cleaned up and looked like when they were in the army and even wore light colored clothing to help against the Egyptian heat.

Wade was pushing a cart that was filled with lots of stuff as Jonathan looked at it.

Evelyn; oh. <puts her bags down> hello.

Jonathan: <pats Rick's chest> smashing day for the start of an adventure, eh, O'Connell? <shakes his hand>

Rick: yeah. Yeah, smashing. <checks his wallet is still there>

Jonathan; oh, no, no, I'd never steal from a partner, partner.

Wade: I really hope not.

Rick: that reminds me. No hard feelings about the... <refers to the punch>

Jonathan: oh, no, no. Happens all the time.

Wade: <moves the cart a little>

Jonathan: oh you dropped your... <sees what he's holding> d-dynamite. What else you got in there?

Wade: <grabs the dynamite> oh, eh, gunpowder, nitroglycerin, notepads, fuses, wicks, glue, and... paper clips. Big ones. You know, just uh, office supplies.

Evelyn: Mr. O'Connell and Mr. O'Connell. Can you both look me in the eye and guarantee me this isn't some sort of a flimflam? Because if it is, I am warning you both...

Rick: you're warning us? Lady, let me put it this way, our whole damn garrison believed in this so much that without orders, they marched halfway across Libya and into Egypt to find that city. When we got there, all we found was sand and blood.

Wade: considering what we have seen and what our commander foolish set off for, your warning is nothing to us. You seem like the type to always research on the cozy confines of a library or a museum so until you have gotten as much experience as you do researching, then you can come warn us.

Rick: let me get your bags.

Rick picks up Evelyn's bags as he took them aboard the ship as Wade kept pushing the cart filled with explosives.

Jonathan: yes, yes, you're right. Filthy, rude, complete scoundrels, nothing to like there at all.

Evelyn gave her brother a look as the Warden arrived.

Warden: bright good morning to all.

Evelyn; oh, no. What are you doing here?

Warden: I'm here to protect my investment, thank you very much. <gets on the boat>

Later that night

Some Medjai that didn't seem like the type to hold onto to honor or anything like row towards the boat on some canoes under the cloak of darkness as one of them had a hook for a hand.

Boat

Jonathan was playing with three Americans named Burns, Henderson, and Daniels. Burns was a man who couldn't do anything without his glasses, Henderson looked like the typical cowboy with dirty blond hair and dresses almost like one, and Daniels was a slight short man that seemed like he took shit from no one.