After leaving the antique shop, Lysandra and Fiero went back to her hotel room and she began packing. While packing her few things, Fiero was lying on the bed.
“How could have they missed such a vital clue?” Fiero asked as he looked at the ring in his hands.
Lysandra bought the ring from the old man before they left the shop before they left.
“No one knew about the ring but me and Philip,” Lysandra told her brother, and he replied.
“Well, it’s a good thing you went there. We have a clue now.”
Lysandra zipped up her bag and then sat beside her brother, taking the ring from him.
“You should get your own room.” She told him.
“I will later.” He replied.
“Cancel all the reservations you did and book a new one for Honduras,” Lysandra told him, and Fiero pursed his lips and then he pulle
