After browsing through most of the items in the front, Brandy had to admit it. She was really impressed. Everything here was about three times older than the country of Istanbul itself. And those were the items they had gotten last week. As she walked the length of the aisle, she noticed that the crates were dated based off the time period there were from. Seeing as how she was in the current millenium, she headed further into to the basement to find items of her own appreciation.
When she reached the back wall, she let out a soft gasp. There were things here that revolutionized her field. Some of the things stored down here, they didn't even bother to replicate upstairs because it was so important. Digging in her bag, Brandy prayed that she had some time of covering that would allow her to hold just one of these items. "Bingo." She said pulling out a plastic baggie containing several pairs of latex gloves. She zipped her jacket about halfway up so as not to let the ends smack into something. After tucking a loose piece of hair behind her ear, she pulled out a pair of gloves and carefully slipped them on. "Okay beautiful," She said picking up a bone with the upmost caution. "Let me get a better look at you." She rotated and turned the bone over, admiring the lack of dents from spades. She could even see the streaks of dirt that they tried to brush off, but gave up on under the threat of destroying the find. She carefully laid the piece back into the case. "Wow, just wow." She exclaimed to herself.
As she continued to look around at the variuos artifacts she noticed the insurance guy down at the end of the row. She had never heard of companies coming to check the validity of the artifacts. Scientists, sure. But insurance companies? Never. With suspicion in her eyes, she made her way over to the man. "So what exactly is it that you're checking for on the maps?" She asked idly running her fingertips along the edge of the crate.
She looked over at the curator dusting between the crevices of the boxes, and dropped her voice to a whisper. "Who are you? And why do you need an original copy of a map?" She breathed, checking to make sure that she wasn't heard.