Sheikh, shake... Steak, stake... Brake, break

.....as he did so he looked nervously around the room, were they there for the same reason as him, did they know what he was after, what he had devoted the past 7 years of his life to finding, it didn’t matter, not now, not now he was this close.

His mind wandered briefly, he pondered the enormity of the task ahead, as he did so the auctioneers gavel fell, the crack echoed around the Edwardian room.......                    
 
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