He polished the chalice with his sleeve. An angel was engraved on the side, still beautiful despite the grime.
He was a treasure hunter.
Leo turned off the pump. The silence was deafening. drain jetting wakefield
Leo looked back at the manhole. Then at his jetting hose. He had the most powerful water jet in West Yorkshire. He wasn't just a drain cleaner anymore. He polished the chalice with his sleeve
He fed the hose into the clay pipe and pulled the trigger. Leo turned off the pump
“December 12, 1893. The Wakefield & Barnsley Union Bank has collapsed. The rich flee, leaving the rest to starve. I cannot let them take the silver from St. Mary’s. I have hidden the chalice and the alms dishes in the only place the bailiffs fear to tread—the main sewer line beneath Westgate. Let the filth of the city guard what is holy.”