Thorough Investigation

With all the workers patted down so that none of them could have a small piece of jewelry on them, the researchers head for the workers' tents. There's three in total for the three subsets of workers: security, diggers and research aide. Fathi takes everyone to the diggers' tent which is the largest of the three.

"If anyone took it, it's one of the diggers. Poor people, but I pay well, haha! Not too well though!" Fathi laughs loudly and Monica turns to him impatiently: "Ugh... I can't believe this! Do you have any idea about the gravity of this situation? This object might just be the most important in the whole tomb!" Fathi shuts up and brushes his mustache and shrugs: "I don't understand, woman. What's so incredible about a little tiny thing like that?" Monica sighs and Nolan feels out of the loop as well.

"Yeah, why do you think so? Is it because she was a known oral sex guru?" Nolan asks the beautiful Chinese woman who nods stiffly: "Exactly, but moreover I believe that object might be more important than we know." She turns to look back at the tent they came from and where they had to leave Baya. They couldn’t take the risk of having him running around so he is being hidden from the workers to limit rumors spreading. And while Fathi tries convincing Monica and Zou that his workers have hearts of gold, the two can't quite trust him after everything.

The search is long and tedious. The researchers go through every inch of the place and flip the beds over to see if it could be hidden anywhere. "I found something!" Nolan shouts and waves a fancy knife embellished with gems in the air. Seeing it Fathi screams and slams his fist on a bedside table: "Muhammad! That bastard!". Him hitting the table makes a huge crack sound and everyone looks as he raises his fist and finds the table's top broken. Monica pushes Nolan aside and hurries to look at the table. "Hey, ow. Does she always do that?" Nolan asks Zou who has been standing by just watching: "I wish... I wish, mr. Barham. That woman can kick my ass any day..." He stares at Monica and Nolan feels stupid for even asking.

"It's... hollow. Is this normal for tables here?" Monica asks Fathi as she examines the cracked table. "Ehh... well, most of them have space inside. What are you saying, woman? I hit the table too hard with my big arms, is that so unbelievable?" Monica looks at the big man and judges his arms and looks back at the table: "I suppose it is not. Which is why I'm positive there must be a way to get inside another way. Also because taking this apart each time must not be effective." She feels around the table until she finds a hole at the back and turns the table over.

Everyone comes to check as she squats to peek into the hole. "Flashlight, please." She raises her hand to take one and Connor hands her his and she looks inside. Zou nudges Nolan and nods down towards Monica's very alluring bottom. "Ah... shh." Nolan says awkwardly as the man drools next to him like a dog. She suddenly puts her hand inside and feels around and then carefully pulls it out with a handkerchief in it. She puts it on the broken table and uncovers what's inside. Indeed it is the missing tongue piercing. It looks like a black pearl with a silver bar at the bottom. The men get chills thinking about how many times that thing made king Nuhkmet cum.

Monica takes a little plastic bag and puts the piercing inside and then spreads the handkerchief on the table and examines it. "What are you thinking, Monica?" Connor walks next to her and she points at a name in the corner: "Collectors collective". Fathi gasps and takes a step back as Zou's eyes go wide. Nolan and Connor look at Monica confused: "That's a dumb name. What's it mean?"

The woman sighs and fixes her glasses: "It is a club of sorts. Secret society of wealthy individuals coming from all over the globe. They share a thing in common. Can you guess what that is?" She says with all that sass of hers and raises her eyebrow: "Reckon that's collecting, but I'd wager they also got the smallest cocks as well. Who comes up with a name-..." Connor says and gets cut by Zou who hurries between him and Monica and points a finger at him.

"Do not underestimate these fucks! Anyone working for them gets rich just for being in contact with them! They are that rich! Money means nothing to them, no, they want artifacts! Any means possible! Oh no, they know already?! I’m fucked! My coffers, my poor coffers!" He pulls on his graying hair and moans pathetically. "I might've heard of them... but I thought it was just a rumor to poke fun at the snooty elite. Damn." Nolan sighs and looks up at his friend who stuffs the handkerchief in his pocket and mutters: "Let them try to steal from us again. Obviously they have to rely on minimum pay workers for the stealin'. They got no power here."

Fathi gasps and crosses his arms and is about to say something but Monica is faster: "Yes. But we must change the workers immediately. This kind of risk is absolutely unacceptable. Mr. Fathi. I want all of them out! And this time only employ trustworthy men! This issue has persisted for far too long!" She looks at the fat Egyptian man who gets a defeated look on his face and he takes his phone and walks outside.

"What's next? We better pack up the things before more go missing. Anyone check if the mummy is still around? Hell." Connor says to Monica who turns to him and nods: "Yes, but I believe this piercing is all we need to proceed. We will talk with Baya. He will know more." Nolan looks at his friend confused and he sighs and fixes his hat: "The angel boy might have some use for that thing. At least that's what she thinks. Not sure if he'll make use of that thing or something. Would you be into that?" Connor smirks at his friend who gasps and groans: "Who do people assume I'm gay just because of how I look and act sometimes? Wait... don't say anything, Connie. Let's just go..." They leave the diggers' tent and walk under the scorching sun back to the storage tent.