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Mar 24, 2014 at 4:58pm
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Edited: March 24, 2014 at 6:09pm
Graveyard Shift
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         Giovanni was shuffling through clothes and tools when Lucrezia knocked on his door. “Gio, what’re you doing? And why’s the door locked?”
         “I’m packing for a short trip with some friends and don’t want to be bothered.”
         “May I come? It’s my Spring Break too, and I know your friends.”
         “No, you’re going to ruin everything, like last time.”
         Her footsteps retreated. Good, I’m rid of her, Giovanni thought. He’d leave tonight, when his little sister was out of his way.
         That night Giovanni and his partners Antonio, Ottornio, and Michelangelo met outside old Tarquinia. “I got rid of Lucrezia. Little Miss Busybody nearly got us caught last time.” Again and again, Giovanni poked the soft ground with his rod, until it struck a solid barrier. “Here’s the other tomb.”
         “Okay,” said Antonio, “let’s get to work.” They dug, the full moon illuminating the site that increasingly resembled badger excavations. Almost they’d bared the stone roof in one corner when suddenly a voice poked behind Giovanni.
         “Ooohh, I knew he’s up to no good!” Giovanni turned around. There, craning her neck, was Lucrezia. Behind Michelangelo and Ottorino loomed Katherine and Maria. His team was surrounded. “I got suspicious from his reaction when I cleaned his room and asked about those statuettes that appeared behind his books and then went missing. Before that was the trip he says I ruined, when I didn’t realize what he was doing and called Maria,” Lucrezia announced to her friends in that superior tone of hers. “Apparently he’d wanted me to help him loot.”
         Giovanni, half-kneeling in supplication, implored, “Please…”
         “No.” Lucrezia crossed her arms, shook her head. “You knew looting was wrong, that’s why you hid it. And this year in Art History I learned how to report looting. We’ve already called the authorities.”

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Graveyard Shift · 03-24-14 4:58pm
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