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The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 57. The Revelation of the Pendant.
Chapter Fifty Seven: The Revelation of the Pendant“Can I have a look?”Chris, who just arrived and had silently observed part of exchange, leaned forward, his eyes fixed on the small, ornate box on the table.“I can't shake the feeling that we might have missed something," Chris said thoughtfully. Sinclair raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"“Yes, are you saying that Mr. pete is wrong?”“Look at this man, just because you were lucky the other time.”“Who’s this?” Mr. Pete asked, when he heard Chris. “Oh dad, this is Chris, he is the special appraiser I told you I hired.”“Isn’t he..” Mr. Pete looked closely at him, his head tilted as he tried to recall where he saw him from. “The Preston’s lowly son in law?” The crowd were eager to put words in his mouth.“Yes he is the one.” “Are you sure he knows what he’s doing?”“Yes dad.”Chris tapped his fingers on the table, a rhythmic drumming that conveyed his inner conflict. “Mr. Pete, with all due respect, could we take another loo
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 58. The Legend Of The Astral Amulet
Chapter Fifty Eight: The Legend of the Astral Amulet“Dad dis you know about this Amulet before?” Sinclair asked her father.“Yes Mr. Pete, tell us about it, we want to learn.“Okay, Chris, we’ll go after I’m done here.” He said and continued his story. As Mr. Pete sat down with the man, he felt the weight of history pressing down on him. The Astral Amulet, if that’s truly what this was, carried with it a tale that spanned centuries. He cleared his throat and began to recount the history of the pendant, his voice filled with reverence. "The Astral Amulet is said to have been created over two thousand years ago by an ancient civilization known as the Celestians. The Celestians were a highly advanced society that lived in the region we now know as Northern India. They were renowned for their astronomical knowledge and their ability to create intricate and powerful artifacts." Mr. Pete paused, letting the significance of his words sink in. “The Celestians believed that the amule
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 59, the vanishing trail.
Chapter Fifty Nine: The Vanishing TrailChris Followed the man and wanted to ask him directly. However he noticed the man was moving suspiciously and kept looking at his back. Sensing that something was fishy, Chris decided against asking him and followed him instead. He followed him from a distance so as to avoid suspicions of the man noticing him. He saw the man enter an old van that was parked at about six blocks away from the store, it was as if the man intentionally left the van there to avoid anyone noticing how he came there. Seeing this, Chris went back and brought his car, and decided to follow the man. Chris gripped the steering wheel of his sleek M13, his mind racing with questions as he followed the van through the winding roads that led out of town. The sun dipped low on the horizon, casting long shadows across the countryside. He kept a safe distance, wary of alerting the driver of the van. As they left the outskirts of the town behind, Chris noticed the landscap
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 60. Unearthing Secreta
Chapter Sixty: Unearthing Secrets Chris crouched behind the thick foliage, his breath steady as he peered through the underbrush. The van had pulled up to the secluded cemetery, its occupants unaware of his presence. The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the clearing, giving the place an eerie, timeless quality. He watched as the man who had sold the amulet stepped out of the van, soon joined by a small, wiry man with sharp, calculating eyes. Chris's heart quickened. This had to be the leader of their group. "Bruce Lee, were you able to sell it?" the small man asked, his voice carrying an authoritative edge despite his stature. “Hahaha.” Chris laughed and had to shut his mouth for fear of being caught. Was Bruce Lee Really his name or was that like a nick name that the man got himself? Bruce Lee, the man who had sold the amulet, nodded with a satisfied grin. "Yes, I was able to sell it for half a million." The small man's eyes widened, a greedy glint flashing i
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 61. A Familiar Face In The Shadows
Chapter Sixty One: A Familiar Face in the ShadowsChris crouched in the shadows, his heart pounding as he watched the graverobbers unload their spoils. The eerie silence of the graveyard was only broken by the occasional murmur from the men and the rustling of leaves in the night breeze. He kept a careful watch, ready to act if needed, but also acutely aware of the danger he was in.Suddenly, the atmosphere shifted. The men stopped their work, their heads snapping towards a sound coming from the opposite direction of where Chris was hiding. His breath caught in his throat. He had been sure they were about to discover him. But no, they were looking somewhere else entirely.From the shadows opposite Chris, a figure emerged, moving cautiously yet deliberately. As the figure stepped into the dim light cast by the graverobbers’ lanterns, Chris's eyes widened in recognition. It was Officer Connor.Chris was stunned. What was Connor doing here? How had he found this place? As he watched
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 62. The Guardian Spirit
Chapter Sixty Two: The Guardian SpiritChris and Connor waited in the dark, abandoned cabin, listening intently for any sign of the graverobbers. The silence stretched on, and the forest outside seemed to hold its breath. Chris finally let out a sigh of relief. “I think we lost them,” he whispered.Connor nodded, cautiously getting to his feet. “Let’s get out of here before they come back.”They crept to the door, peeking out to ensure the coast was clear. Seeing nothing but darkness and trees, they quietly slipped outside and began making their way back through the forest, sticking to the shadows.As they neared the cemetery, Chris noticed something that made his blood run cold. Standing in the clearing, not far from where they had first hidden, were the graverobbers. They were scattered around, talking in hushed tones and looking agitated. The leader, the small man who had confronted Connor, was pacing back and forth, barking orders.Chris grabbed Connor’s arm, pulling him back
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 63. The six sects of k****u
Chapter Sixty Three: The Six Sects of Kung Fu As the first light of dawn began to creep over the horizon, Chris and Connor trudged back towards town, their minds still racing from the events they had just witnessed. The silence between them was heavy, each man lost in his thoughts. Finally, Chris broke the silence. "Connor, why do you think that spirit—or whatever it was—left us alone?" he asked, his voice low and contemplative. Connor looked at him, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "You mean you really don't know?" Chris shook his head, genuinely confused. "No, I don't. I thought maybe you did." Connor's smile faded into a look of surprise. "I thought you were just messing with me. I assumed you knew what was going on." Chris stopped walking, turning to face Connor directly. “I'm serious. I have no idea. All I know is that those spirits went after the graverobbers but didn't touch us. Why?" Connor sighed, realizing he would have to explain. "Alright, sit down
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 64. The Medallion and the elixir
Chapter Sixty Four: The Medallion and the ElixirAs Chris and Connor continued their walk towards the road, Chris's mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and memories. One particular memory stood out which was the fact that Dante had given him a drink once, a peculiar drink that made him feel weak for a while afterward. Could that be it? Or perhaps it was the medallion given to him by the old man he had helped when he went to Brown's to sign the papers. Ever since he had that medallion, his leg had miraculously healed, enabling him to walk perfectly well. But how could it be?Chris instinctively reached for his pocket, where he usually kept the medallion. It wasn't there. He realized he must have left it at home, having been too preoccupied with the premier, Loretta’s accident, the family meeting, and Mrs. Sinclair’s urgent call. This meant it had to be the liquid Dante gave him.As they reached the road, Chris drove them to Connor’s house, not far from the graveyard. The house was a
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