Chapter 8: The haze womanLara woke up early. As always this happened to her, she put on a tracksuit and went for footing.Surrey was a set of several hills which were green in summer and in autumn they turned to golden brown. Lara liked to run when it had just dawned and the air was still cold. A dense fog floated all around her so she neither saw where she came from or where she went, which gave her a great sense of freedom and escape.She stopped in the middle of a meadow, panting and sweaty. The fog began to dissipate and the first rays of sunlight began to seep through the clouds.Suddenly, she seemed to distinguish something in the fog. It seemed a tall and s
Chapter 7: The Legionnaire- What! Kurtis was there? Oh please, Lara, tell me everything!- My head hurts, Selma. - she murmured, her face buried in the pillow of the couch - Leave me alone.- Alone! How can you be alone in that moment!? You are drier than a desert! Did you have invited him to come, didn't you?- He almost invited himself.- Please, Lara! What a genius! Have you talk abou...?- Selma, outta here.The Turkish girl rose, offended, and left the room abruptly. At the door she met Charles, who came with a bottle of wine and two glasses.- Beware. - Selma warned pointing to Lara - Today she's almost biting!When she closed the door, Charles laughed.
Chapter 6: The reencounter- Miss...Lara opened her eyes and stretched. At the foot of her bed was Winston, solicitous, offering a cordless phone on a tray.The woman sat lazily, picked up the phone and then the steward told her:- It's Professor Ivanoff, from Romania, miss. I could not locate him before.- Thank you... Ivanoff! I have to talk to you about the Shard...!- No, dear. - then she heard the voice of the professor - I'm the one who brings bad news. Meteora's monks have told me you still don't know about it.Lara frowned.- About what?- The Periapt has been stolen.The explorer sat bolt upright, completely clear now.- What...??- Yes, it happene
Chapter 5: The GorgonZip yawned, full of boredom, took off his headphones and dropped them on the keyboard of his laptop, while stretching ominously.It was shortly past midnight, and the hacker was in the sewers of that New York's department building making some mischief.Since he had been fired from the VCI, the Afro-American boy -only known for his code name- had been dedicated to serving small computer revenges in exchange for money. That night, a colleague had paid him to disrupt that company's database, responsible for the monopoly that had sunk his own business.For Zip was a piece of cake to get the password and introduce a deadly virus developed by hi
Chapter 4: The Periapt ShardWinston quietly passed the cloth along the dusty shelf and glanced towards the window. Lara was out footing around the green hills of Surrey. It was an appropriate time for the butler to quench his curiosity.He touched the thick tomes of History until he found a tiny portfolio. He pulled it out and settled into a chair behind near while he began observing with delight those sketches.That old Irish man had taken care of Lara since she was a child, but only when he widowed he had gone to live with her, to look after her property when she was absent on long trips. Those who believed that Jeeves Winston was just a butler for Lara Croft were w
Chapter3:MemoriesInTheDistanceThe British Museum was full of life and activity. However, it was not time of visits because it was more than ten at night. That night the museum held an academic conference that was to attend the most prestigious figures of archeology and all sorts of historians. And for a good reason: Lara Croft had returned from India with the statue of Durga, and far from appropriating it for herself, as rumored evil tongues, she had kept her promise to donate it to the museum.Everything was ready for the event. One of the rooms had been enabled with a platform and a pulpit with microphone, in front of several rows of seats occupied by various celebriti