"Audrey reminded me that she still owes me 3,800 pounds. That was part of the 5,000 pounds she promised after I saved her from Ms. D," Angel calculated her total assets with a piece of bread in her mouth, her eyes narrowed. "Sherlock found the Desire Apostle's gold and jewelry. Assuming they can be sold for 3,000 pounds, half of that belongs to me... Eye of Wisdom hired me to help him deal with the Desire Apostle and promised a reward of no less than 1,000 pounds as well. Added to my 800 pounds in cash, that makes... 7,100 pounds?"
That astonishing figure nearly made her drop the bread onto the table.
Unfortunately, Audrey's portion supposedly could not be paid until after her coming-of-age ceremony, once her financial crisis had eased. Sherlock also needed to find a channel to fence the goods, and the Desire Apostle's bounty was even further out of reach. In truth, all she had was a little over 800 pounds in cash in her pocket.
Returning from her sweet dream to reality, Angel sighed, hurriedly finished breakfast, and picked up today's newspaper.
Her hopes of earning gold pounds lay within it.
Perhaps because the Desire Apostle incident had yet to die down, there was still no news of Mr. Isengard Stanton's Eye of Wisdom gathering. Mr. A, whom Angel had been thinking about constantly, had not placed an advertisement in the papers for some time either. That left Angel, who was eager to sell the Madness Ring, rather anxious.
Fortunately, it was already Monday. The regular Tarot Club gathering would be held that afternoon, and perhaps she could sell the Mystical Item there.
"Then I can use the money from selling the Madness Ring to find Mr. Hanged Man's Artisan and turn the two remaining Beyonder