Mike Dixon

„What about the parcels? Those you posted in Hong
Kong. Have they arrived?‟
„Only the one I told you about.‟
„I‟m worried,‟ her voiced dropped. „Those drugs you
talked about. I don‟t know how they got there. The police
can pick drugs up so easily. They have dogs at the airports.
I don‟t want you to get into any sort of trouble. I‟d never
forgive myself if that happened.‟
He decided not to tell her about Footsie and his other
problems.
„Don‟t worry, Sue Lynne. It‟ll work out just fine.‟
„David. You must be careful.‟
„Sue Lynne, I‟ve got to go. Tim‟s got the boat in the wa-
ter.‟
„David, take care.‟
„I‟ll phone again tonight … tell you how much gold we‟ve
found.‟
He blew kisses down the phone and went to join Tim.
hey launched the inflatable into the Endeavour Riv-
T er, close to the spot where Captain Cook had
beached his vessel for repairs. David sat at the front and
checked the magnetometer. The sensitive piece of equip-
ment was similar to one used by marine archaeologists to
retrieve the cannons Cook had thrown overboard when he
ran aground 230 years earlier. The cannons had been locat-
ed with little difficulty and David hoped for similar success
with the gold. It had been hidden in ceramic pots in an un-
derwater cave beside a large anchor. The anchor was big
and David figured it would show up strongly on the magne-
tometer scans.
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