Devin gave a long smile as Brandy posed the question of what he was going to do with the artifact when he finally found it. It wasn't a new question. Of the small percentage of people who had listened to him and actually humored the idea that what he was looking for existed all but one had asked the very same question. His answers had always been tailored to the person asking. Sometimes he would promise it to a museum. Others he would promise private ownership. These were usually meant to be promises to get funds or favors made, but through all of it Devin deep down had no idea what he wanted to do if he discovered it. 

The whole thing started as a small seed. He found the letters and after his ex girlfriend, a fellow grad student who specialized in ancient translation, found the letters and shared them and their meaning. From there Devin shopped the idea around that there was more to what Polo had achieved and though it mostly fell on deaf ears he found a few interested parties. From there the seed started to grow as hints, clues, and leads began to materialize. Over time his journey cost him a girlfriend, his education track, and more than a few debts. 


Even through all of that he never stopped believing he was doing the right thing. Even his old graduate professor agreed; saying that Devin was never meant for the library and labs of the modern Archaeologist. It earned him the nickname Coal Miner as he always returned from trips with dirt and filth covering everything. He had always thought that if he didn't have grass stains on his jeans he hadn't been productive. It was a motto for him at this point and it had giving him treasured memories and plenty of scars. The entire conquest over what many men tried desperately to hide for the world... What was Devin going to do with it??

"I haven't thought that far ahead." Devin said. It was the first time he was completely honest in the answer. It felt good and he smiled again as he stood up. "What I do know is I am following it till the end. Been that way for almost half a year and going to be that way till the world says otherwise." Devin stood up and heard a knock on the door. He hadn't been expecting anyone so his immediate reactions was hesitation. Then he looked through the peep hole and saw a bellhop. In his hands was a small piece of paper. 

Devin opened the door and from there took the paper from the bellhop who silently nodded and left the hallway. Inside the paper was two tickets to the evening event. There was also a note. [i]The Librarian will see you. Dinner is first. Remember your date.[/i] Devin read the note a few times. "Seems these are the tickets. Figure that is as good a hint as any that we need to get ready." Devin motioned to his suit bag which held his evening clothes. "Meet in the lobby in an hour? Devin asked.