Style, you
either have it or you
don't. And if you have it, you have it
all the time.The Rogue's Gambit
by Tux Toledo
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"Where are these Peruvian things now?" Ted asked.
"On their way back to Peru on the Azul Pacific." I said.
"That can't be," Ted said. "The Azul Pacific isn't leaving
port until next week."
"Ah, yes," I said. "There's been a slight change in
plans. Smuggling antiquities back into Peru is almost as
difficult as smuggling them out. Naturally, the people I
arranged to undertake this task require compensation. The
Azul Pacific is that compensation."
"What?" Ted asked. "You gave away my ship?" His
face looked like a blank billboard.
"Small price to pay, don't you think, after all the trouble it nearly
got you into."
"But..." Ted's voice tailed off. Nancy's penetrating stare
reminded him that he was in no position to argue. "How did
you know about the antiquities?" he asked.
"A little bird told me," I said. I winked at Nancy.
She smiled back.
"Home, James."
© 2008 David Biagini