Valeon beckoned with his finger, leaning on his cane as he spoke in a leisurely manner. His voice was light and cheerful; ever since that pesky archaeologist had been out of the picture, he'd been in an excellent mood.,Raso, keeping a tight grip on the hostage, drew back his gun!,The woman, having lost all her jewels, cried bitterly. A man in a suit and tie beside her kept soothing her, wiping away her tears with a tissue.。