Blood, Sand & Gold Page #4

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bracelets, and jewels

all taken from

the tombs of the inca.

The mysterious haul of Drake.

Even my nephew today

brings his little prospect pan

to the beach

in search of Drake's gold.

The gold we found was incan.

It had an engraving,

a Spanish symbol.

Something like this.

Oh, my god.

It is Drake's.

But why would it be

in Western Sahara?

Because he was taking it

to the canary islands.

He knew the Spanish

would search his ship.

Knowing that, he leaves his

treasure across the channel

in the Western Sahara,

hoping to come back for it.

And that's where I found it.

You think it's okay

to come here like this?

Huh? After work?

You know I hate that.

You're just wasting

my f***ing time.

You understand?

You understand me?

Oh, goddamn it.

What did I tell

you about no calls?

Tell me.

Don't tell me

she's in Dubai.

What does she know?

Goddamn it.

Ernest, you said

we would cut her off,

that she would come home.

The last thing

we need right now

is my sister blowing

this whole thing

out of the water.

Hey.

What's your name?

Xiu.

You work out of town?

So why are we changing hotels?

In this city, every hotel,

every concierge, every driver,

they know what you're doing

and when you're doing it.

Like that car that's been

tailing us since the airport.

Hi.

The only thing they had

was a one-bedroom.

They're sending a roll-out

couch for you.

You give them my name?

- Should I have?

- Well, it's not my tab.

Here's your key.

I'll be at the elevator.

You wanna tell me

why you've been following us?

Get his car.

- Sir, will you be driving?

- No.

No, madam will be...

Driving.

What the hell was

that back there?

His name is assam.

Look, last place

he went on his GPS.

The gold souk.

Largest gold market

in the world.

Seems like a good

place to start.

I told you, we can't trust

anyone in this city,

especially your driver.

Which is now me.

It's a burner. There's only

one phone number on it.

Stay with the car.

We're doing this my way.

Wait! Stop! Stop!

Who is assam?

Who are you working for?

Just give me a name.

I need a name.

Japanese.

No, I need a name.

Can you give a name?

- Japanese, Japanese.

- I'm not gonna hurt you.

I just need a name.

Didn't I tell you

to stay in the car?

Just give me the keys.

Give me the keys.

Come on.

Someone out there

is purchasing large amounts

of black market artifacts,

and all we know

is he's Japanese.

Our friend back there

was gonna tell us more

when you decided--

I was just trying to help.

If I had known

what was going on,

it wouldn't have happened.

You know why I work alone?

No accomplices.

Well, you could use one.

You might need this tonight

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