Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Blood and Treasure
Laura Travin got her emerald in the end. It took her three hours while the ancient corpse of her long-dead grandmother summoned a solicitor buried three cross-passages along.
Henry Blake FRCRB was happy to give the document of ownership a once-over, though his eyes had long rotted away and he had to be read the small print.
“That all seems in order,” he said, in a dry, papery voice. “Though the mention of the Finders Keepers Act of 1994 took me by surprise.”
Laura smiled as she unhooked the necklace from the old lady’s corpse. She’d been counting on that.