Michael Belmont and the Tomb of Anubis (The Adventures of Michael Belmont) by Ethan Russell Erway Page A
Authors: Ethan Russell Erway
Tags: YA)
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two of them had never gotten along very well. She thought he was arrogant and a bit of a chauvinist. He knew her feelings about him, but never seemed to care that much.
"Well, that's one of the things we need to talk about," he said. Until I figure out exactly what is going on, I think the safest place for the three of you is right next to me. Elizabeth here thinks you should all stay here in Scotland, at least until we get some news about —"
"No WAY!" shouted Michael. "We don't want to stay here, not knowing what's going on with Mom and Dad."
"I want to go to Egypt and help look for them," sobbed Abigail, her face buried in Elizabeth's arms. "But I want Aunt Elizabeth to come too."
"Whatever we decide Abby, I'm not going to leave you," Elizabeth told her.
"Lincoln," said Elizabeth in a stern voice, "I think the safest and most stable place for these children right now is exactly where they are."
The boys began to protest, but Elizabeth raised her hand to cut them off.
Link shook his head. "I wish you were right about that, but I'm not convinced. We don't know who or what is involved in this yet, and you might think you can protect these kids, but who's going to protect you?" Then he softened his tone a little. "Remember what we talked about, Liz."
"FINE," She shouted back at him, poking him sharply in the chest. "But I'm GOING with you, and if you take these children ANYWHERE that puts them in danger, YOU'RE going to answer to ME!"
Link let out a wolfish growl, accentuating the frown spread out across his unshaven face.
"Fair enough," he told her calmly.
Michael had just finished packing, and was about to turn in to bed when his uncle knocked on the door.
"Hey, sport, how ya holding up?" he asked.
"I'm alright," Michael insisted. He said this not because he actually felt it, but because he thought it was what ought to be said.
"I want you to know that I'm going to do everything I can to find your mom and dad," said Link. He winked at him. "I've never let you down before, have I?"
"No," said Michael numbly. He didn't know what to think or to feel. He had always felt uncomfortable when his parents went away on business, and now his worst nightmares had come true, and he was scared.
But Michael knew that hope was fighting within him too. Uncle Link was right, if his parents had been attacked there would have been signs of a struggle, and all three of them were much too smart to wander off and get lost in the necropolis. None of this made any sense. What he needed to do now was protect his sister and have faith in his uncle to find out what happened and recover his parents safely.
"I'm gonna go check on Abby. Get some rest, okay? We have an early flight tomorrow."
"I will. Goodnight, Uncle Link."
"Goodnight, kiddo. I'll see ya bright and early."
"Bright eyed and bushy-tailed," responded Michael. It was something his mother always said to him.
"You know it, kid," Link told him. "Say your prayers," he yelled back after leaving the room. Michael could hear the heavy clack of his boots as he trudged to Abigail's room.
Michael was tired, and he had lain in bed for what seemed like hours, reading books and then trying to sleep. But his mind was racing and he couldn't calm down.
Perhaps he would go down to the night corridor one last time before they left. He would see if he could get the statue to activate again, and experience more of the story of Anubis and Horus. Maybe it would take his mind off his parents for a little while.
He didn't want to disturb his sister, but he knew she would be upset if he snuck off without her, so he crept into her room to check on her. She was sleeping soundly.
Good , he thought to himself. She needs to rest. This has been a hard day for all of us .
He hurried down to the corridor, not stopping to explore as he'd done on previous occasions. He quickly found his way up the winding
"Well, that's one of the things we need to talk about," he said. Until I figure out exactly what is going on, I think the safest place for the three of you is right next to me. Elizabeth here thinks you should all stay here in Scotland, at least until we get some news about —"
"No WAY!" shouted Michael. "We don't want to stay here, not knowing what's going on with Mom and Dad."
"I want to go to Egypt and help look for them," sobbed Abigail, her face buried in Elizabeth's arms. "But I want Aunt Elizabeth to come too."
"Whatever we decide Abby, I'm not going to leave you," Elizabeth told her.
"Lincoln," said Elizabeth in a stern voice, "I think the safest and most stable place for these children right now is exactly where they are."
The boys began to protest, but Elizabeth raised her hand to cut them off.
Link shook his head. "I wish you were right about that, but I'm not convinced. We don't know who or what is involved in this yet, and you might think you can protect these kids, but who's going to protect you?" Then he softened his tone a little. "Remember what we talked about, Liz."
"FINE," She shouted back at him, poking him sharply in the chest. "But I'm GOING with you, and if you take these children ANYWHERE that puts them in danger, YOU'RE going to answer to ME!"
Link let out a wolfish growl, accentuating the frown spread out across his unshaven face.
"Fair enough," he told her calmly.
Michael had just finished packing, and was about to turn in to bed when his uncle knocked on the door.
"Hey, sport, how ya holding up?" he asked.
"I'm alright," Michael insisted. He said this not because he actually felt it, but because he thought it was what ought to be said.
"I want you to know that I'm going to do everything I can to find your mom and dad," said Link. He winked at him. "I've never let you down before, have I?"
"No," said Michael numbly. He didn't know what to think or to feel. He had always felt uncomfortable when his parents went away on business, and now his worst nightmares had come true, and he was scared.
But Michael knew that hope was fighting within him too. Uncle Link was right, if his parents had been attacked there would have been signs of a struggle, and all three of them were much too smart to wander off and get lost in the necropolis. None of this made any sense. What he needed to do now was protect his sister and have faith in his uncle to find out what happened and recover his parents safely.
"I'm gonna go check on Abby. Get some rest, okay? We have an early flight tomorrow."
"I will. Goodnight, Uncle Link."
"Goodnight, kiddo. I'll see ya bright and early."
"Bright eyed and bushy-tailed," responded Michael. It was something his mother always said to him.
"You know it, kid," Link told him. "Say your prayers," he yelled back after leaving the room. Michael could hear the heavy clack of his boots as he trudged to Abigail's room.
Michael was tired, and he had lain in bed for what seemed like hours, reading books and then trying to sleep. But his mind was racing and he couldn't calm down.
Perhaps he would go down to the night corridor one last time before they left. He would see if he could get the statue to activate again, and experience more of the story of Anubis and Horus. Maybe it would take his mind off his parents for a little while.
He didn't want to disturb his sister, but he knew she would be upset if he snuck off without her, so he crept into her room to check on her. She was sleeping soundly.
Good , he thought to himself. She needs to rest. This has been a hard day for all of us .
He hurried down to the corridor, not stopping to explore as he'd done on previous occasions. He quickly found his way up the winding
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