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"Where in the world are you??!"
Elsa moved her ear from the phone as Diana screamed into it. She was already at Tessa's house while Diana and Lyon were stranded on some street.
"Dont burst her eardrum!", Elsa heard Lyon scolding Diana from the background. She made an irritated noise in her throat and asked, "Which street are you on?" "I dont know!", she said in exasperation. "There's lots of snow here."
"No shit Sherlock! Its the end of January!"
Diana's mouth formed an 'o' shape as realisation hit her. Lyon rolled his eyes and snatched the phone. "We're on Calmin street." "Thank you!", Elsa said sighing. "One.", he said from the other side, making her scowl. "Fool. Now just listen to me."
Lyon put the phone on speaker and prompted Elsa to speak.
"Go towards to the main road behind Calmin and go right. Take the first left and you'll be standing in front of Ming's China. There is a small passage way just after it. Its a bit long. You'll end up in another street. You'll see a house with a large Bougainville plant on its wall. That's the one."
"We're that close?", asked Diana in surprise. Elsa smirked and replied, "You'll see."
Around fifteen minutes later, the doorbell rang. Tessa hopped onto her feet and opened the door to two panting, out of breath teenagers. "Really close, eh?", Elsa teased from behind. "Not.......at all.......", Lyon replied.
"So what's the plan?", he asked after chugging down lots of water. Tessa went to another room and came back with a small suitcase. "Dad's gone for a meeting. Won't be back by evening.", she explained as she placed the suitcase on the mahogany centre table.
She flipped the locks and opened it to reveal countless documents, bills, business cards and so on. Tessa started ruffling through them, searching for something. Leaving her to it, Elsa opened her bag and brought out a roll of paper.
She unraveled it and placed it in front of them. "What in the blazes is this?", Lyon questioned, baffled by the drawings on it. It looked like the plan of some building. There were many labellings, some given a red marking.
"This, my friends," Elsa explained, "Is the plan of the Kewrell Co. Tower, the eighth floor. The one where Arnold Kewrell, Tessa's father, works." "The KC Towers?", Diana asked in sheer surprise. "Why do you need a plan of that?"
Elsa rolled her eyes and said, "The place where the ship is sailing too won't be plastered on its front. Besides, we need to get on the goods ship, not the passenger liner. Too many people on the passenger liner. All this information is in Mr. Kewrell's office."
"Gotcha!", Tessa suddenly exclaimed. She had pulled out a green file with X-35893 stamped on it. "That's the one.", she said. She pulled out a paper from it and put it on the table beside the plan.
It had schedules written on it. "Are these........ schedules of the movement of goods?", Lyon asked. Tessa nodded. "Yup! We need to get to Cuba as early as possible, dont we?"
