Robert looked at his watch it was 3.45pm Giles left the cubicle and drew the curtain.
Robert carefully opened the box; inside it revealed several papers; postcards
and a cloth bag. He opened the cloth bag and his eyes bulged as a lump of gold
dropped into his hand
It was a gold nugget that weighed about a pound. The post cards all had
Pictures on them
There was another letter inside the box addressed to him so he opened it.
Dear Robert; this nugget is only a fraction of what I found. You can sell it and live the rest of your days in comfort or you can try to find the mother load.
There is a map but you will have to solve the clues to find it.
Your first clue is this;
On a cliff lies a crest; where the monks came to rest
The abbey surrounds the walled gate.
If found then this is your fate
Hidden inside a stone tin;
It is there that the real adventure begins
When you uncover what lies within.
Robert’s mother always said that his father spoke in riddles.
He looked inside the rest of the box for more clues but there was none that he could see.
He asked the security guard if he could have a bag in which to put his things into and the guard brought him one.
He left the room and then went back up the stairs to the bank; he looked again inside the paperwork to find a bank book.
Giles asked him if everything was satisfactory.
“Thank you Giles but it seems my father had an account with the bank could I withdraw the money from that account.”
“Do you have any documentation with you a proof of identity?
“I have my birth certificate, my passport, and my driving licence.
“That will suffice Mr McCreadie; do you wish to close the account?
“You will have to fill out this form then we can clear the account Sir.”
Robert quickly filled out the form and then handed it over to Giles.
“I won‘t be a moment Mr McCreadie; would you like cash?
“Yes thank you.”
A few moments later the manager returned with a large bag.
“Here you are Sir and thank you for banking with us and I do hope that you will bank with us in the future.”
Robert looked into the carrier bag and couldn’t believe what he saw. The bag was stuffed with twenty pound notes.
Could you sign for this money Mr McCreadie?