“Nice.” Beckett said, turning on his heel and heading off confidently down the right hall. Their trek through the building had taken less than an hour, soon they reached the end of the winding hallway and they were left staring up at the massive reinforced door, they had reached the office. “Let me try something.” Sorva said, stepping towards the door. Beckett took a few steps back and watched her warily. “What exactly are you going to try?” “Something magic!” She said then she took out one of her earrings and used it as a lock pick, “now you see why I’m a magician.” The door swung open and then from inside they heard a familiar voice say, “Took you a while.” “Well, if it isn't Garic Stone.” Sorva said as she glanced behind her at Beckett, warning him to stay back with her eyes. Then she stepped forward and spoke again. “It's been awhile since I last saw you in my crowd, do you want to see a magic trick?” Without waiting for an answer she leapt forward and knocked him to the ground before she stood up and dragged him kicking and screaming towards the balcony then she easily picked him up and threw him over the edge. “Wow, ok.” Beckett peeked down over the railing of the balcony. Garic was trying to disentangle himself from the thorns of his prized rose bushes, but his thick fancy robe was thoroughly snared and he looked livid. “So, you know him?” Beckett asked, glancing at Sorva. “I briefly met him once when he came to one of my performances. I disliked him then and I still dislike him now.” “Is that why you threw him off the balcony?” Beckett inquired, still watching Garic struggling. “That and I think he’s stuck up and needs to be put in his place.” She said with a smirk. Beckett grinned. “Fair enough.” She turned in a circle as she looked around the room. “Now look for something plain. His whole room is shiny, so just find something plain, that will be where the map is.” Beckett nodded and began searching as well. A minute or so passed and he noticed a small cabinet in the corner. “Oh! How about that?” He pointed it out. “Ok let’s see.” Sorva said as she once again unhooked one of her earrings and walked over to it. After a few grunts and “mmm.”s the lock on the door of the cabinet clicked. Sorva stepped back, “would you like to do the honors?” She asked. Beckett opened the small drawer.
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