Somewhere only we know

Chapter 5 ;)

James Leone walked over to the modernistic building of the Geneva Art Museum.

He was called, summoned by the art director, to solve a case involving the Illuminati.

That fascinate the 22 year old Swiss forensic scientist. He was told that he had to work with two other American detectives.

He was also told that a security guard died with a mark burned on the back of his neck and the St. Pietro's Basilica painting was defiled with an Illuminati symbol.

He was told that much.

James clutched the map that was given to him, and walked down the hallway where Madame Olga asked to meet him.

He went down a flight of stainless steel steps and came to a vault where he saw the old Madame.

“Medea,” he said, shaking her wrinkly hand.

His eyes fell on the two girls behind the professor.

One was an Asian with long dark wavy hair that reached waist-length. She wore a comfy tribal designed long-legged romper with warm chestnut uggs and a denim jacket. The other girl had a vague Mediterranean look, with long straight hair and she wore a long white skirt and a cropped knit sweater. From looking at them, James could tell they just got off the plane, fresh and jet-lagged. The girls were really pretty, but he found himself attracted to the Mediterranean one.

Then reality struck him. Hard.

“These are the American detectives?!”

Madame Olga gave him a confused look.

“I'm sorry?”

“They're GIRLS! They cannot do a man's job!”

The Asian looking girl tilted her head and spoke in an insolent way, raising her eyebrows.

“What's the matter with girls, pretty boy?!”

The other beautiful looking girl blushed and laughed. James suddenly realizes he can't take his gaze off her.

The professor interrupted his thoughts.

“Girls, this is James Leone, Swiss Forensic Scientist. James, this is Michaelle Kings,”

the Asian grimaced.

“And this is Sarah Livingston.”

The American girl smiled.

“So we're all working together?” Sarah asked.

James clenched his jaw and nodded stiffly.

“I didn't expect to be working with children”.

Michaelle stood on her tippy-toes and brought herself to her full height in front of James, which wasn't really much because she could barely reach his shoulder.

“I never took you for an idiot, detective, but you look to be about our age.”

James stood taken aback with nothing else to say.

“Great Scott!” Madame Olga exclaimed, breaking the awkwardness. “It's nearly late! Oh dear, I'd better inform the hotel for your overnight stay in Geneva. I'll be back.”

With that, the professor and the curator left. Michaelle also left, muttering about nonsense and men.

So James was alone with Sarah.

“Um, hi,” he said rather stupidly.

“Hi,” she said.

“You're a detective?” he asked.

“Not officially. I'm taking a full course, but I earned a BD.”

James nodded. “It's always been a passion of mine, forensics. Always. How did you get interested in the business?”

“Well,” she answered, “I have watched a lot of shows about detectives, and I don't know, I guess it took off from there.”

“Do you enjoy it?”

Sarah turned to James and gave him a daring look.

“Detective Leone, there's more to life than forensics. And I can do way more.”

James was being really stupid now. “More what?”

Sarah winked and walked away ;)