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someone inside. Jason and Danny could hear loud music coming from within the tent. Andreas asked them to wait where they were while he went inside to call Helen.
    As she stepped out from the tent, Jason’s eyes opened wide.
    “Wow! She’s prettier than I thought,” he said.
    Helen went over to Danny and shook his hand.
    “You must be agent Langley. Welcome to my camp site. I’m so glad you arrived. This place is not safe since the discovery. Looters will do anything to get their hands on something valuable. Where is agent Mallock?” She said, looking straight past Jason as he cleared his throat.
    “Oh my god! I’m so sorry. I thought all FBI personnel wore a suit. Please forgive me,” said Helen, shaking Jason’s hand.
    She offered them refreshments and invited them inside her tent, where all her equipment was set up. Jason held back for a while, observing the darkness of the jungle around the camp site. The place was rather large, having a total of seven tents. Helen’s tent was positioned about forty yards away from the others, which were all set up in a line. The camp fire was crackling away, and he could see the local workers gathered around, drinking and eating.
    Jason counted four local workers and Andreas their guide. He ventured to the outer perimeter of the camp, wondering where the entrance to the newly discovered Mayan site was. It’s been quite a while since he has been inside an archaeological site. His memories went back to Egypt, where he first started out as an archaeologist. Maybe one day he and his daughter Sally would go abroad to Egypt to visit the pyramids. He smiled at the thought of her all excited, taking pictures of this and that.
    Suddenly the sound of a twig cracking from beyond the trees brought him back from his thoughts. On instinct, he automatically drew his firearm peering into the dark jungle. He held firm, looking around, but could see no movement. After a few minutes, he relaxed.
    Danny and professor Shireberg were heard talking in the background. He went back to the tent, tucking his gun inside his jeans. Jason interrupted their conversation.
    “Miss Shireberg. One question, please. There is a total of seven tents, but I can only see four of your help force.”
    Helen explained to Jason. “Well, after the killings of my two colleagues. Half of them left, afraid they will be next. They are very superstitious people. Some of them think it’s the doing of the gods. They think it’s their fault for disturbing their domain.”
    “You okay, Jason? You look spooked!” asked Danny.
    Jason looked back into the trees. “Thought I heard something beyond the trees,” he said.
    Helen seemed to look worried.
    “It’s most probably an animal. Most of the wildlife venture out at night looking for food,” said Helen. “Danny tells me your also an archaeologist. What made you change your career?” She looked up at Jason waiting for an answer, when she suddenly realized how good looking he is.
    Jason gave her one of his best smiles. His perfect white teeth flashing in the dim light of the tent. Helen gazed into his sparkling green eyes, she could feel herself somewhat relaxed, even hypnotized by his stare.
    Jason replied. “Well, somebody has to stop the theft of the world's ancient artifacts. I guess it was a calling I couldn't refuse.”
    It was getting late, so Helen showed them to their tent that was prepared for them prior to their arrival.
    “Well gentlemen. We better call it a night. Tomorrow I will take you to the site. Best we get an early start.” Said Helen.
    They said Goodnight and settled down for the night.
     
    In the early hours of the morning, Tony Barrette was on the phone with the very same people he had hired for the theft. This time he planned to capture one of the few people who can decipher any type of hieroglyph. He has arranged to kidnap professor Helen Shireberg.
    The fee was high, and extremely difficult for the hired men to go back to the same place