Mac landed in a roll on the carpeted museum floor underneath the large abstract piece. Looking around to make sure the guards didn't see him, he continued on in his mission.
He recalled the map in his head, then crept along the wall toward the East Wing where they kept the most valuable items, not the least of which, The Honduran Emerald.
Mac was extremely meticulous in his planning. The influence of his mentor had embedded itself into instinct. With determination and scrupulous planning he knew he would be holding that Emerald before the night's end.
To Be Continued...