Chapter 39
“This stupid treasure.” Wyatt slammed his hand against the steering wheel. “Let’s just work on finding the next painting.”
Merrick looked out his window as they returned to the plane in silence. It wasn’t until they stepped onto the plane to find Rhonda and Grant dressed in jackets that Wyatt spoke.
“I toldyou to stay on the plane.”
“We heard the call come through the police scanner about a break-in at the museum. You honestly think we’d just sit here and worry?” She gasped. “Your head’s bleeding.”
Wyatt flopped his backpack onto the sofa as he headed to the back. “Let’s just get ready to go.” He stepped into the bathroom and then slammed the door.
“Where’s the painting?” Rhonda’s tone was quiet.
“We didn’t get it.”
“What happened?”
“Bearded Man.”
Thurman perked up. “Really?”
Merrick put his backpack on the sofa, then sat down with a heavy sigh.
Grant sat in the chair across from him. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, just…” He shook his head.