Page 46 of The Valiant Knight
When he led them down the hall, and toward their destination, both of them followed, taking it all in as they went.
Graham knew they didn’t get to wander as much last night, since they wanted to get to bed to battle the new time zone.
He gave them the tour, showing them the dining room, the library, and the storage area. The rest of the rooms weren’t done yet, since Callen and Chris prioritized the tower.
“I love the artwork on the walls,” she admitted.
As they walked, he shared what he knew about the castle and the tapestries.
This was, after all, his home.
“This country has a great history,” he offered. “It goes back many centuries too. The Granndachs had the tapestries created to show that. The town was built to house his soldiers. Duncan was a powerful man, and he was wealthy—as you can imagine.”
They could see that.
This was a big castle.
At the storage room, he showed them inside. It would be their‘home base’of sorts. He was pretty sure Chris and Callen didn’t want Ceit’s bones all over the place.
Call it a hunch.
“This is the storage room with your equipment. I didn’t know where you needed it. I put a table in there, and if it’s not enough room, feel free to find more space. We have plenty here.”
That they did.
Peeking inside, Tony approved of the location. It would work for what he needed to get done. Basically, a place to scan the bones, and make sure they were digging up a woman.
“It’s the perfect size. I’ll be fine in here. I won’t need more space. It’s harder to date bones in a room full of light when I spray them and see what the spectrum says about them.”
That was good.
Graham was happy they could accommodate him.
As they went lower, the single hanging bulb told them they were now underground, and this part of the castle hadn’t been renovated quite yet.
Looking around, she was honest.
“Well, this is creepy,” Gabby said, rubbing her arms. “And chilly. Did it just get colder down here?” she asked, seeing her breath in the air.
How much did the temperature drop?
Her partner in crime wasn’t saying shit, and that was all because Tony wasn’t paying attention.
He was off to the races.
The man only had two speeds.
Find the bones.
And touch the bones.
He saw three crypts, two that were empty, and he was in his bone-hunting glory.
He literally ran toward them, leaving his assistant in this mission, and the caretaker of the castle, behind.
That was about right.
Graham was amused.
