Chapter 8

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Tessa followed the crowd of people up an elevator. There weren't that many onboard, just a couple of tourists. When the silver doors opened she saw pictures lining the wall, and names. She was about to ignore the farce but saw the doors sealed. You could not move until you picked your cover apparently, an annoying setback. Once she picked her cover though, the doors opened. She walked through what was Spy Training, but it was just looking at gadgets and what not from glass cases.

Then Tessa arrived in another room, here there was something different. Inside the first thing she saw was a model of the Trojan horse, then as she looked she saw samurai armor and medieval coding panels. She breathed it all in like a breath of fresh air. History, the sights reminded her of all the things she loved. It was the reason why she kept herself together in the dark after a hard day of training. So she could be able to stand where she was now. Here she was living and breathing being a part of it. It reminded her of home, of her friends that she had left behind. She would find them; no matter what it cost she would get back home. All she needed was a way.

As she thought that she heard a noise echo from the chamber in front of her. Tessa stepped into the doorway; she saw the entrance to a display. There was a special exhibits America: Home of the Spies? From the view she had, she could see one of the displays there was an old boot in a display case. She wasn't sure why it was on display, it looked like trash. But even without her temptor she could feel the energy through it, it was important. It was from the 1780s, a reminder of her failed mission. The sight made her so sad, but she moved on.

Ellie heard the doors open, and saw a wave of visitors flood in, many of them tourists. They started looking around at all the merchandise that was in the gift shop. It would be a few minutes before someone came to the register. She checked her phone, and was sad she didn't get any texts from Mar or anyone. Then she heard the other door open, and she looked up. Walking towards her register was an older guy in a nice suit with a purple tie. Ellie nearly had a panic attack, because she realized it was her boss Bryan Weber.

She immediately hid her phone back in her pocket and smiled as she saw him walk up to her. The older man had been high on the chain, and after the old head of the museum retired, he had been eager to take his place. If Ellie wanted to keep her job, she would really have to butter him up with flattery for a while. But that almost made her feel nauseous, the thought of people and stress did an interesting thing to her stomach.

"Afternoon Mr. Weber, feeling better" Ellie cheered.

"Same to you, Miss...Howell isn't it? And don't worry about me, I feel as strong as an ox" Weber told her.

All Ellie could do was nod and smile and hope that he would go away. Not only was the guy making her feel anxious but he was holding up her line too. Why would he even come down to actually see the museum? Why her of all people? She'd only been working here for at least a month or so, was she in trouble or something. Did she accidental do something that caused Mr. Businessman to get out of his swivel chair for once?

"I saw you had a little friend walk in with you, do you know where she is?" Weber asked her.

Of course. It wasn't her that screwed up it was Tessa. Why wasn't she surprised? She couldn't even imagine what kind of crap Tessa had pulled in the museum to get her in trouble too. She didn't want to the less she knew the better. But she had to be honest, or she was certain she'd be fired.

"Sorry sir, I think she went out or something I haven't seen her since my shift started." Ellie told him.

"Well, if you do see her here, come tell me, it is very important" Mr. Weber told her before he walked away.

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