Re: And the Band Played On
Marianne looked rather happy at the prospect of losing the annoying company of the detective. As far as she was concerned, if he was going to persist in being so shortsighted, they were better off without him. But it just wasn't in her nature to let a statement like that go without comment. The detective thought Rashid was the best protector for the gems? It was his idiocy in bringing them out here that started this whole thing, as far as she was concerned.
"So you had a bad night last night. So did all of us, Mr. Cable. I don't take well to being shot at and chased through the streets of Cairo either. But you're mad if you think it's going to get better. You haven't seen the demon of all demons arise, yet, and that is exactly what will happen tomorrow unless we succeed," she snapped.
"Do you know the Sultan dismissed all the guards the night the scepter was stolen because he fancied himself in love? And he insists on showing them tonight regardless of the danger. He's been doing everything he possibly can to help the thieves, if you ask me. I suppose you trust him to keep the ancient powers contained. How like a man!
Well, take this bit of friendly advice, Mr. Cable. If you truly think the gems are safe with Rashid, stay far away from the ball. For if they are ever used... well, I've been told there are things worse than demons, but I have no desire to meet them. Mr. Gruber, would you please tell our reluctant companion what we may be facing if the gems are used?"
She was well and truly fuming right now. Whoever could protect the gems was the only rightful owner of the gems. And the list of grievances she could lay at the Sultan's feet were growing by the minute. How she would like to meet him and give him a piece of her mind!
She pointedly ignored the detective and turned to Gruber. "I think White is our best chance. When he came to me, he said he was planning to take the gems to a safe place. I think I can convince him that I believe him and would like to help. The vial gives me something of an excuse. By the way, Mr. Gruber, do you know what's in the vial? It was something very powerful.
Brother Clary, what will you do?" She began pacing as she thought out loud.
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