Owen and Peter had arrived late the previous evening, and after a few drinks had gone straight to bed. Breakfast was over and Jim had retired to his office with Owen.
“So then, what's the great mystery Jim,” Owen said as he seated himself with his customary mug of coffee in hand.
“Had a call from an admirer of yours a few days ago, Mrs Goldbloom.”
“Really, a bit unusual isn't it, she must have wanted something.”
“She wants us, well me really, to go back through the tunnels from where we found the Ark, they need a guide so that they can retrieve the Ark from under the temple Mount,” explained Jim.
“What! Have you seen what's bubbling up from under that Mount?”
“Yes, yes, I have Owen, but I think that the Ark may have kept the area around the lift safe from the magma, you know what power that thing has, God would not allow it to be destroyed after all that's happened.”
“I guess what you are asking is, would I come with you, isn’t it?”
“Yes Owen, we may need your knowledge of physics, and I know how much you like adventures,” Jim chuckled.
“What can I say Jim, count me in,” laughed Owen, “when do we go?”
“Soon, I think, I'll need to get back to Heidi, and then they will make the arrangements.”