Gemotions

“Well, that’s that, then,” Silas muttered, the words barely audible over the thumping of his own heart. His sister, Beatrice, had always been the practical one. She was getting the family library, with its extensive collection of books. Silas... had something more.

He practically skipped out of the attorney's office. Inside a bank safe, were a series of old maps. He knew what they were, what they meant. He clapped his hands together, his face alight with an irrepressible glee. This was it. He was going on a treasure hunt.