Megan, as Eli knows now to call Casperina, led them to a large study with a hidden door that opened to a spiral staircase. In a tower overlooking the rich green lawns of Sidhe Hills was the small portal that led to the Museum.
“The portal goes right into the jewels room and in a box there is the key that will open the Glass Room,” Megan said in a low voice. “Do your thing and then come back through the same portal. Any other portal is monitored.”
“And what about mother? Is she out tonight?” Deravon asked.
Megan’s eyes flickered. “She’s at a party tonight. You should have plenty of time before she puts the pieces she is wearing back. Oh, and the security sentry goes by every hour.”
Megan stood aside as each of them passed through the portal single file. Eli and Deavon were first as Zoey stayed close to Lyssa and Wes brought up the rear and managed to flirt with the Banshee as the portal closed behind them.
Eli glared at Wes who smiled back at him.
The room was U shaped with a large glass window in front of them. The portal was concealed behind a heavy velvet curtain and Eli remembered that its rumor of existence was always in the news. He never paid that much attention to it until now.
The glory of all the jewels sparkled in the light that flooded them. Necklaces, earrings, bracelets, crowns and rings blanketed the three tiered shelf.
“I think I am going to cry.” Deravon exclaimed.
“Over here, there’s the box.” Zoey pointed at a silver box adorned with swirling designs and symbols that only Banshees know.
Wes reached up and grabbed it. Eli snatched it from him and opened it. The box was empty only the blue liner stared back at him.
“Empty,” he said showing it to Zoey.
“It can’t be. Was this a trick?” Zoey’s whispered her words as streams of light came from outside the glass.
Everyone went behind the curtain as Eli held his breath and listened.
“It’s good to see you again Deravon.” A voice came from behind the glass.
“It is good to see you. They have me working the night shift again, but I do miss meeting the patrons,” Deravon replied.
Eli could feel his insides burn at Deravon’s recklessness.
“I hear there’s a party tonight? The Banshee Queen throwing one of her galas again?”
“Yes, over at the Muse Pavilion, wait I thought they fired you here.” The voice grew with uncertainty.
“Well, yes you are right,” Deravon calmly replied as a great commotion came through the other side of the glass.
Eli, Zoey and Wes jumped out to see Deravon tying up the guard to a bronze statue of the last Banshee King.
“What are you doing?” Eli walked over grabbing Deravon on the shoulder.
“I am binding my fellow ex co-worker so he doesn’t go and tell on us,” Deravon replied angering Eli.
“You could’ve gotten us caught,” Eli said inches from Deravon’s face.
“But I didn’t.” Deravon smiled at Eli. “The queen always wears the key to charity balls and my friend here just told us where that event is.”
“How do you know?” Eli grabbed Deravon by the arm.
“Don’t you read anything of importance? Don’t answer that, of course you don’t.” Deravon shook his head. “The key is a symbol of hope.”
“Let’s get out of here before we attract any more attention,” Wes said walking past them.