Unraveled

Chapter One

It was the middle of the night and even the pesky men who tried to sell purses were gone from the streets, leaving it unnaturally quite. Far off from where they were standing they could hear the passing of cars weaving their way through traffic, but here silence dominated. It was the end of their stay on the of mainland and the girls were itching to move onto the next island, but not before they went into the museum.

Lena stood close to the towering door with her eyes glued to her phone in anticipation. A few nights before she met a young Greek man who she swore would be her new romance. Apparently, he was a custodian for the museum and they had just gotten in a new exhibit with artifacts the public has yet to encounter.

Hence, why Amara was letting herself be coerced into a late night tour with a man she still convinced could be crazy, but for art there are exceptions. The entire reason they had been traveling around Europe was to find new pieces for collections in the United States and catalog potential items private dealers would be interested if they were to be put up for sale.

Lena handed Amara black pants and a black sweater to fit their escapades, but in reality it called more attention to them. Lena's blond hair was loose and flowing around her waist in mess of curls, while Amara's brown hair was pinned back to keep it out of her face.

She clutched her jacket closer as the chill of the night started to bite at her tan skin, "How much longer Lee Lee? I'm only here so something doesn't happen to you like on those television shows. You know, we are doing everything those girls in the shows do and look what--"

The girl pushed her shoulder lightly, "Amara, would you calm down? We will be fine, so stop worrying grandma." Lena glanced at her phone before smiling,"He will be here in two minutes, so stop complaining before you give yourself a headache. I know its way past your bed time."

Amara narrowed her eyes before pulling out her phone and checking the time. It was well past one in the morning and she had no idea how a custodian would be able to get them in the museum without setting off any alarms. In reality, she was curious how the custodian could have access at this time of night even with needing to clean the exhibits. 

She rubbed her eyes in frustration, because Lena put them in situations that could lead to serious problems. The entire trip had been Amara steering Lena away from threats and questioning why her friend wanted to lead her into an early grave with white hair. It was not that she searched for trouble, but met flocked to Lena like she was the only light in the room. They craved her attention, her words and her threw themselves at her as if possessed.

Before Amara could open her mouth two figures approached them, two large men approached from a distance on the once empty treat. People cutting through alleys to get home was common, but their stride was confident. The only time Amara saw a walk like that was when she met a former mercenary that sold off a huge amount of art to one of her investors collections. Amara looked over at Lena who was grinning widely as the figures drew closer. She would recognize that blond mop of hair anywhere, but the man next to him was disarming. Lena let out a squeal and ran toward the man on the right and jumped into his arms and gave him a sound kiss. 

"Are we going to stand out here all night or are we going to go inside?" grumbled Amara frowning at the couple.  The wind was picking up and tickling her neck with a fury.

The man that came with Kostas was tall with curly brown hair that was tied back with a leather cord. He sported at leather jacket that fit his body perfect and accentuated his muscles from what Amara could see. Everything about his presence made Amara's senses heightened and made her palms feel moist.

Kostas shook his head at his silent friend who kept his eyes forward, "Don't mind Luka. He is not much of a talker even when you do get a few drink in him." He smacked him on the back and continued forward towards the doorway.