08 Pirate by Clive Cussler & Robin Burcell

Author:Clive Cussler & Robin Burcell
Format: epub

Twenty-six

Sam and Remi rose early the next morning and drove to the archives, making sure they were there the moment the doors opened for business. Sam left Remi at the front entrance, deciding he wanted to take a quick look around before following her in.

She entered the building, checked the directory, and found the Records Department, noting a flurry of activity in the halls as employees hurried about, clearly too busy to take notice of her. A woman in bright yellow, wearing a turquoise scarf tied around her dark hair, dropped a thick stack of manila folders on the counter, then started to walk away.

“Excuse me,” Remi said. “Do you work in Records?”

The woman looked up. “Yes. Have you not been helped?”

Remi smiled at her. “Not yet.”

“My apologies. The unexpected storm damage caught us by surprise. Alarms going off all night, water getting in. As you can guess, we’re all quite busy. But what can I do for you?”

“We were hoping to have a look at some old shipping manifests.”

“We?”

“My husband. When he gets here.”

She reached below the counter and pulled out a form. “Researchers, are you?”

“Yes.”

“If you can fill out the information, I’ll get to you as soon as possible.”

“Thank you.”

By the time Remi filled out the form, Sam had joined her.

“Looks clear out there,” he said. “How’s it going in here?”

“Slow. Storm damage apparently.”

“At least the air conditioner works. All that rainwater from last night is turning the island into a sauna.”

When the woman returned, she looked over the paper. “Shipping manifests, you say?”

“Yes,” Remi said. “I don’t suppose you know if anyone else has been here asking about this particular time period?”

“No. You’re the first,” she said, then led them to the archives, pointing out the row where they’d need to start their search. “Everything’s by year. I’d say it shouldn’t be too difficult to locate, but sometimes things get misfiled.”

“Thanks,” Remi said, hoping that wasn’t the case. There were hundreds of volumes, which meant if something was misfiled, it would be difficult to find.

Sam moved to the far end of the row, Remi started at the beginning, and they worked their way toward each other. Eventually they met in the middle, Sam saying, “Come here often?”

“It’s a good thing that’s not the pickup line you used when we first met at the Lighthouse.”

“I thought that was the line I’d used.”

“Glad I didn’t hear or we might not have had a second date.” She maneuvered around him. “I’m having no luck.”

He returned his attention to the shelves. “What’re the chances the one book we need—”

“Exactly what I was thinking.”

“I’ll go over what you covered. You go over my half.”

But the results were the same.

Sam started on the next row, even if the years were way off. Remi looked over the volumes they’d already checked, pulling them from the shelf and looking inside just to make sure the bindings hadn’t been mismarked.

“Nothing,” Sam said. “Makes you wonder, doesn’t it?”

“Definitely.” She returned a book to the shelf and pulled out another.

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