The Lost Sword by Pitt Darrell

Author:Pitt, Darrell [Pitt, Darrell]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: The Text Publishing Company
Published: 2015-07-13T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

‘Maybe we can use another elevator,’ Jack suggested. ‘Or the stairs.’

‘Don’t you remember?’ Scarlet said. ‘There isn’t another elevator. Fujita only has one. And the alarm will go off if we use the stairs.’

‘This really isn’t a problem,’ Mr Doyle said. ‘The elevator will pass, probably severing the rope. But we have another piece. We’ll simply wait here until he passes.’

‘A most agreeable idea, Piggie,’ Edgar said. ‘And it will give me a chance to straighten my cravat.’

‘Why are you dressed like that?’ Jack asked.

‘A man must always look his best. As the Bard said, All the world’s a stage, and all—’

‘What Edgar is really saying,’ Mr Doyle interrupted, ‘is that he loves to be in the limelight.’

‘Not at all!’ Edgar protested, spraying on more perfume. ‘Any light will do.’

Standing at the edge of the shaft, Jack watched the elevator climb higher and higher. It slowed as it approached its final destination—the floor above.

‘Best stand back,’ Mr Doyle said.

‘Of course,’ Edgar said, dragging Jack to him. ‘You stand back while Jack and I retrieve the map.’

Edgar hauled Jack through the open gap and towards the approaching elevator. Smashing through the ceiling hatch, they landed on the man inside—Fujita.

It had all happened so quickly that Jack couldn’t speak at first.

‘What—? Why—?’ he spluttered at Edgar as he staggered back from the unconscious crime boss. ‘Why did you do that?’

‘Because we can’t let the Kusanagi sword fall into the wrong hands,’ Edgar explained patiently, searching Fujita’s pockets. ‘And he was exceptionally nasty to me. I asked him repeatedly for my favourite blend of Russian caravan tea and he would not supply it.’

‘But...but...’

‘You sound like a steam engine, Jack. Tell me what’s on your mind.’

‘Mr Doyle says the sword isn’t real.’

‘The sword is real,’ Edgar said, pulling out the parchment. ‘Ah, here we are.’

As the doors slid open to the Penthouse, Edgar pressed the button for the floor below, but he was already too late. Two security guards stood opposite. Their mouths dropped open at the sight of Jack, Edgar and the unconscious Fujita.

‘Two vodka martinis,’ Edgar instructed. ‘Hold the ice.’

The doors slid shut before the men could react.

‘Mr Doyle!’ Jack said. ‘I mean...’

‘Call me Edgar.’

‘Those men will come after us!’

An alarm broke out as the elevator descended.

‘Then we’d best hurry,’ Edgar said. ‘Have a way out, do you?’

Jack explained about the dragonfly as the elevator reached the level below. The doors opened to reveal a furious Mr Doyle and Scarlet.

‘Are you insane?’ Mr Doyle yelled at his brother.

‘Not at all, Piggie,’ Edgar said. ‘I knew retrieving the map would only take a moment. Now let’s get out of here.’

Ten minutes later they were back in the dragonfly.

‘Edgar-san!’ Hiro yelled. ‘It is good to see you again!’

‘And you, Hiro,’ Edgar replied, slapping him on the back. ‘How is your aunt’s miso soup?’

‘Save the reminiscing for later,’ Mr Doyle said, cutting them free from the tower. ‘We must hurry.’

Hiro urged the dragonfly into the storm.

‘You see,’ Edgar said to them. ‘I knew we’d be fine.

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