It certainly looked that way. The huge sliding doors that ran almost the entire length of the building were closed, and the tarmac forecourt was empty. I grabbed my phone, brought up the files I'd transferred, and checked the opening time. "What sort of museum is open only on weekends and public holidays?"
"This one, obviously."
There was amusement in his voice. I smiled and lightly nudged him with my elbow. "That was a rhetorical question, not one that wanted an answer."
I scanned the outside of the building. Though I couldn't see any physical guards, there were plenty of cameras on the outside and no doubt plenty of security measures on the inside. "I might just take Aedh form and have a quick look around."
"If the second key is in there, you will not sense it in Aedh form."
"I know, but at least we'll know if the place has any sort of military weapons on display."
"Presuming it is a military dagger."
"Yeah." Given the cryptic nature of the clues, who actually knew?
I called to the Aedh, and she swept through me in an instant. In energy form, I made my way through the fence, across the tarmac, and through the small gap underneath the massive doors. The shed was huge and filled to the brim with all sorts of old-looking airplanes—some single wing, some double wing, some with propellers and others without. I didn't know much about planes overall, but I had a feeling this collection was pretty impressive. There were also engines, various machine parts, and tools. But nothing that resembled an actual dagger. I turned around and headed out.
"Nothing?" Azriel said, as I became flesh again.
"Not as far as I can tell." I rubbed my arms against the chill in the air. "I guess we should try the Eureka Centre next. If the dagger isn't there, then we're left with Sovereign Hill being the most likely location."
"And yet you do not think it is there."
"No, but I've been known to be wrong before."
"I think it best I not say anything about that particular point."
I grinned and wrapped my arms loosely around his neck. "Wise man."