Coralina Routledge, twin sister of John Booker Routledge, needs a distraction from the chaos of her life. Her father, Big John, known throughout the North Carolina island of Kildaire as a crazy treasure hunter is always running off and leaving his...
Looking around the field at the workers moving cargo in and out of the plane Coral nodded in agreement, "We should probably get out of here before the El Policia show up," she whispered as Kie walked out of the plane after changing out of her Kitty Hawk uniform.
"Yo, Barracuda, is that our executive coach to Tres Rocas right there?" JJ questioned, pointing towards a large yellow air bus across the field.
"It is smart ass," Mike responded, "Hey. We have a deal, remember? You still owe me for that lost load."
"I remember all right," JJ told him before taking Coral's hand as they started walking towards the bus.
"Thanks for your help."
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"You're welcome, Darling. Anytime," Mike responded to Coral before calling out to JJ.
"What?" JJ asked over his shoulder.
"Word of advice. This ain't Kildare. Try and lay low," Mike warned.
"Sure thing, Chief" JJ waved above his head as they continued down to the bus.
"What do you think he meant by that?" Kie asked as they boarded the bus.
"Who knows," JJ responded with a dismissive shrug.
They'd been on the bus for less than an hour when JJ struck up a conversation with one of the locals. Nonchalantly asking about the legend of El Dorado.
"So right here you have Tesoro. Up here, Orinoco, right. And they say up here, El Dorado," the local who had introduced himself as Tomas told them, drawing shapes in the dusty seat next to Kie.
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