Unfortunatly for Claire, there was nothing inside of the little cache behind the brick. Of course, this disappointment would be rather shortlived as Quentin chuckles at Gareth's rather snappish response. "I would rather think that I know they are two separate things for two important reasons Mister Scott." He reaches into his pocket and retrieves a small water proof case with a tight seal. "One, we are looking for a treasure ship. Two, I already found this clue but as Claire can attest I thought seeing if my new hires on could locate it themselves would prove to be a good measure of their worth."

There is a slightly teasing smile on his features, amusement that the reporter hadn't guessed as much considering that Quentin had known to come to Glaisedale. Popping the top of the tube he taps out the contents. A slightly yellowed piece of parchment that would fit with his first scrap of map. "Are you two ready for the next clue? No more handouts going forward I haven't even read it myself so I do not know where it might send us."