It hadn't been difficult for Archie to procure the painting for his museum. No, it hadn't been difficult at all; after all, she had been his daughter.
Victoria had been famous for her art so it was natural to think that dozens of people out there would want to steal it. There was one foul creature, however, that Archie knew would stop at nothing to get the precious keepsake that was Babbo. He was sure that it was this pitiful excuse for a being that was somewhere in his museum at the very moment.
Archie decided; whatever he had to do, he would not let the thief walk out with his daughter's memory under his arm.
With a renewed vigor, he turned and hurriedly made his way back along the darkened corridors.
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