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to bring me a souvenir.”
    She kissed her father Goodnight and headed up to her bedroom.

CHAPTER THREE
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Doctor Tony Barrette, an anesthesiologist, was busy at work in the basement of his large old house. He has just collected two priceless artifacts which had cost him a very hefty sum. The heist was planned well by the thirty-seven-year-old anesthesiologist.  The Mexican authority’s would never know an American citizen had been involved in the stolen Mayan artifacts. The only thing bothering him was the two unexpected killings of two American workers. The men he hired for the job must have run into some trouble, giving them no choice but to eliminate them. They were very well paid for the job, no questions asked.
    Tony thoroughly examined the Priceless goods, going over each item with intense precision. The first item was a golden statue of an underworld god. Only about five inches in height, the statue was sculptured out of solid granite and then dipped in pure liquefied gold. The face features were still remarkably visible, and the details were incredibly precise.
    The other item was a solid bronze plaque measuring ten inches by six inches. Mayan hieroglyphs were visible in very small detail all over the plaque. He was quite familiar with Mayan history and had done some deep research on how to decipher hieroglyphs. Tony managed to translate the whole plaque from beginning to end. But the last line stops abruptly as if part of the writing was missing.
    Frustrated with not being able to continue this amazing long-lost information which gave exact details on how the ancient Mayans summoned the underworld spirits, and how they communicated with them. He stood up in anger and accidentally dropped the bronze plaque on the floor.
           On impact, the plaque seemed to split into two pieces. Both the top and bottom ends came apart, revealing another smaller plaque hidden inside. He carefully picked it up and placed it on the table. Under the lens of his magnifying glass, he could see very tiny weird looking hieroglyphs. They were like nothing he had ever seen before, and could not decipher a single word. One thing he did know was if he could translate what is written, it would reveal the Mayans secret on how they not only summoned the spirits. But how they entered the underworld, opening a passageway into the realm of the dead. The dark land of fright, or in Mayan tongue Xibalba.

CHAPTER FOUR
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Jason woke early that morning to prepare a big breakfast for Sally. She loved scrambled eggs on toast, topped up with slices of bacon. He made himself a mug of strong coffee and poured Sally a glass of fresh orange juice.
    Breakfast all set. He went upstairs to wake his daughter. Sally was a deep sleeper and could sleep through the worst of thunderstorms. As for Jason, a fly passing overhead was enough to wake him in an instant.
    First, he knocked gently on her door. No answer. He tried again, and still no answer. He called out to her and was about to open the door when she stepped out from the bathroom just two doors down the hall.
    Jason said. “You’re awake! That’s a first! I made you some breakfast before I leave.”
    “Well, that’s what woke me…. The smell of bacon.”
    She rushed passed him and ran downstairs to the kitchen.
    They ate breakfast together and talked some more about Chichen Itza. After breakfast Jason gave her the usual parental lecture. His flight was scheduled to leave just before noon. Sally prepared herself for school. She kissed her father goodbye and hugged him as hard as she could.
    Jason then loaded his luggage and drove to the office, where he was to meet up with Danny before leaving for the airport.
    Danny was already there when he arrived. They checked out with chief Berks and took Danny’s car to the airport. Their flight was on time, and they went through security with a flash of their badges. The airport officials gave