The next morning, Shawn and Catherine left the old man's residence. The doctor's SUV sped along the interstate, heading toward the airport. Every few minutes or so, Shawn would glance in the rearview mirrors to make certain no one was following them. A couple of times, he thought he had seen a car changing lanes with him, but then the vehicle turned off of an exit a few minutes later. He hadn’t survived this long by being careless, and the people they were up against had to be considered extremely dangerous. Even though Shawn suspected the worst, earlier in the day, he received a call from Eddie, and his butler told him what happened at Dave's apartment and that Catherine's brother was still in Javier's hideout. He told him about the map, and they agreed to meet at the airport going to Poland. Catherine interrupted his thoughts as if she could

 Shawn and Catherine stood on the front veranda of what seemed to be a fairly huge log cottage. The drive had only taken about an hour from the interstate, which was ten miles from the town's old local airport to the wooden home, but it seemed like they were out in the middle of nowhere. "Shawn? What on earth are we doing here?" "This is where we wait for Eddie. This is my uncle Bennett's place." He mumbled. Above them, the raven sky glittered with more stars than Catherine had seen in a long time.  Sounds of nature filled the night: cricket songs, croaking frogs, and the melodies of nocturnal birds. The air was scented with a mixture of hardwood and pine.  She took a long br

Ben's face looked like he was ready to explode with excitement. He started by saying, "There are several local legends that have been passed around for the last fifty or so years that revolve around a constant theme: the Buddha's chamber and its tonnes of gold, but we have to know the history of Buddha before even understanding his life from Anthony’s perspective." The two nodded as he added, "Scholars are hesitant to make unqualified claims about the historical facts of Buddha's life. Most of them accept that the Buddha lived, taught, and founded a monastic order during the Mahajanapada era during the reign of Bimbisara." After pausing for a second, Ben continued, "Now, you won’t find these stories in any history books. In fact, they’re probably more like family tales than local legends. According to Buddhist texts, a prophecy was given at his birth that he would become either a powerful king or a great spiritual leader. His father feared he would become the latter if he were exposed

Fifty miles, Edinburgh, Scotland  Before the voicemail arrived on the receiver, the phone on the other end rang again. Since three days ago, Detective Timon Rodrigues has attempted to reach Shawn Richmond's cell phone five times without success. Either the billionaire was ignoring the call or he was in an area with weak wireless connectivity. He wasn't convinced it was the latter. After all, he knew he had not left the country yet. Timon had left the scene of the double homicide, exhausted and irritated, expecting to at least speak with Richmond. After a brief message, the voicemail beeped. "Hey, Mr. Richmond, this is Timon Rodrigues. Please call me back as soon as you receive this. I wanted to ask you a couple more questions. I appreciate your assistance. Thanks.”He slammed h

 In the evening, Bennet's dog perked his head up for a second and whirled toward the back porch. His grey ears twitched, perhaps hearing a rabbit or some other evening creature in the nearby forests. Whatever it was, he lost interest a few moments later and plopped his head back down on the ground. "Thailand?" Ben asked. You mean, after all this time, the chamber was hidden in Thailand? Why bother going to Europe? " Again, the old man couldn't sense the idea of going back to Thailand. He had been debating himself whether to go with them or stay here. But he was a man of adventure and he would never deny the opportunity to go back there, but he isn't young anymore. "Old man, it's obvious to confuse someone."