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which of these do you think will work?” he set the luggage down.
“Your dad is in the living room. He wants to wire the house for security while we’re gone.”
“Dad,” Julian said as a greeting as he entered the living room.
Ray got up to give Julian a handshake and half hug. “Give me a key son, and I’ll get this place fixed up right.”
Julian laughed. “Only monitoring inside, and security cameras outside the home. I mean it Ray. This place doesn’t need to be a mini Fort Knox.”
“You can’t be too safe. How about bulletproof glass for the windows? At least here and in the bedroom. You can consider that a Christmas present. Besides, if you don’t, I won’t be able to sleep at night from worrying about my future grandkids.” Ray was a former CIA operative and after the incident tracking the missing star from the Star Spangled Banner had put Keiko and Julian in danger, Ray felt his level of prepared paranoia should be adopted by Keiko and Julian.
“If you install interior cameras, there won’t be any future grandkids,” Julian joked back.
“Dad, did you forget I’m ex-special forces. I can handle any level of criminal you can.”
“Pffft, you don’t have a clue about some of the situations I’ve been in ‘cause they’re classified! Couple years in Iraq, lose half a leg, and you think you’ve seen everything!”
Keiko walked in handing Julian his Coke, “Are you two having the ‘I’m tougher than you’ conversation again?” Keiko perched on the edge of the couch, leaned against Julian, and stroked his hair out of his eyes. Julian was one hundred percent Cherokee Indian like his brother, who were both adopted by Ray as he worked on the reservation as a missionary after his first twenty years with the CIA were up. Rock climbing, and using survival skills kept the boys busy and out of trouble, plus satisfied Ray’s thrill seeking nature.
“This ‘honeymoon’ you’re taking to Costa Rica really sounds more like a working vacation and not too much ‘honey’ and ‘mooning’ if you catch my drift.”
“So what’s your point?”
“Okay, this map Keiko found, and the facts she brushed up on, you do realize there are pirates and treasure hunters that have spent a lifetime searching for it?”
“Well, sure, but they’re looking in the wrong place.”
Ray shook his head, “Look, I ran some intel on the situation.” He reached into his ever present jacket, pulled out a file folder, and tossed it on the coffee table.
Julian just shook his head.
“I know you two think you can handle this on your own, but the fact is there are some dangerous gangs working in Costa Rica. Three hundred and fifty tons of gold is billions on today’s market. If these guys catch wind that you have a clue where this stuff is, instead of being what you look like—”
“What’s that?” Keiko and Julian said at the same time.
Ray made googly eyes and rolled his head, “Your cover is you’re honeymooners, which you should be able to pull off, because that’s what you are. But I seriously have my doubts when you get into your geek mode.”
“Thanks for the confidence,” Julian said as he reached for the folder.
Once you get there and rent a boat with your equipment, the captains will talk. Someone will tip off the gangs. You’re going to be watched by at least one set of pirates, maybe three or four.
“How about if I round up some of my guys for a little vay-cay and we’ll watch for the guys watching you?”
“No way,” Julian said. “If it gets too dangerous, we’ll back off. If we need your help, we’ll ask.”
“Costa Rica isn’t exactly around the corner.”
“It’s only one flight away.” Julian flipped through the photos and notes his dad had assembled, “If we get to the island and we find it, we’ll call in several authorities at once, or come back with proof and corral better reinforcements like you and your friends, okay? We’re not going to take chances.
“Your dad is in the living room. He wants to wire the house for security while we’re gone.”
“Dad,” Julian said as a greeting as he entered the living room.
Ray got up to give Julian a handshake and half hug. “Give me a key son, and I’ll get this place fixed up right.”
Julian laughed. “Only monitoring inside, and security cameras outside the home. I mean it Ray. This place doesn’t need to be a mini Fort Knox.”
“You can’t be too safe. How about bulletproof glass for the windows? At least here and in the bedroom. You can consider that a Christmas present. Besides, if you don’t, I won’t be able to sleep at night from worrying about my future grandkids.” Ray was a former CIA operative and after the incident tracking the missing star from the Star Spangled Banner had put Keiko and Julian in danger, Ray felt his level of prepared paranoia should be adopted by Keiko and Julian.
“If you install interior cameras, there won’t be any future grandkids,” Julian joked back.
“Dad, did you forget I’m ex-special forces. I can handle any level of criminal you can.”
“Pffft, you don’t have a clue about some of the situations I’ve been in ‘cause they’re classified! Couple years in Iraq, lose half a leg, and you think you’ve seen everything!”
Keiko walked in handing Julian his Coke, “Are you two having the ‘I’m tougher than you’ conversation again?” Keiko perched on the edge of the couch, leaned against Julian, and stroked his hair out of his eyes. Julian was one hundred percent Cherokee Indian like his brother, who were both adopted by Ray as he worked on the reservation as a missionary after his first twenty years with the CIA were up. Rock climbing, and using survival skills kept the boys busy and out of trouble, plus satisfied Ray’s thrill seeking nature.
“This ‘honeymoon’ you’re taking to Costa Rica really sounds more like a working vacation and not too much ‘honey’ and ‘mooning’ if you catch my drift.”
“So what’s your point?”
“Okay, this map Keiko found, and the facts she brushed up on, you do realize there are pirates and treasure hunters that have spent a lifetime searching for it?”
“Well, sure, but they’re looking in the wrong place.”
Ray shook his head, “Look, I ran some intel on the situation.” He reached into his ever present jacket, pulled out a file folder, and tossed it on the coffee table.
Julian just shook his head.
“I know you two think you can handle this on your own, but the fact is there are some dangerous gangs working in Costa Rica. Three hundred and fifty tons of gold is billions on today’s market. If these guys catch wind that you have a clue where this stuff is, instead of being what you look like—”
“What’s that?” Keiko and Julian said at the same time.
Ray made googly eyes and rolled his head, “Your cover is you’re honeymooners, which you should be able to pull off, because that’s what you are. But I seriously have my doubts when you get into your geek mode.”
“Thanks for the confidence,” Julian said as he reached for the folder.
Once you get there and rent a boat with your equipment, the captains will talk. Someone will tip off the gangs. You’re going to be watched by at least one set of pirates, maybe three or four.
“How about if I round up some of my guys for a little vay-cay and we’ll watch for the guys watching you?”
“No way,” Julian said. “If it gets too dangerous, we’ll back off. If we need your help, we’ll ask.”
“Costa Rica isn’t exactly around the corner.”
“It’s only one flight away.” Julian flipped through the photos and notes his dad had assembled, “If we get to the island and we find it, we’ll call in several authorities at once, or come back with proof and corral better reinforcements like you and your friends, okay? We’re not going to take chances.
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