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Luxuriating in a king-size bed, half-awake Jake drifted in and out of sleep until his mobile rang at 9.30 am. Softly cursing under his breath, he sat up when he recognised the ring tone from the special phone supplied by Double-A. With no time to reflect on the unexpected timing of the communication, he croaked “Good morning, sir,” into the device.
“I’m so sorry to disturb you, dear boy, but we’ve had an emergency overnight. Strange happenings at the museum. I think you should get over there at once. Catherine will fill you in on the details but let’s say, from what I gather, you’re the chap for the job. Your experience of inexplicable events will stand us in good stead. And, Jake, let’s keep this under wraps, there’s a good fellow!” Sir Clive ended the call, leaving him staring at the
