Blood, Sand and Gold Page #5

at the sheik's.

Is that for warmth

or are we going undercover?

Well, I thought

we'd make an entrance,

but I like how quickly you've

embraced the life of crime.

I learned from the best.

They have valets

for this thing?

They have valets

for everything.

Yeah, they'll be here

in five minutes.

These are the high rollers

on the black market of gold.

Twenty billion

for just this compound.

Drug dealers, murderers,

warlords, terrorists...

Are you trying to impress me?

Is it working?

Mr. riordan. Finally,

a bike worthy of its rider.

Hopefully your entrance

will be the only surprise

of the evening.

Well, you know me.

Not a chance.

Is our Japanese buyer

coming tonight?

Is that mave?

What a surprise.

My favorite sister.

You're only sister.

You don't fly.

I lost my fear of flying

the day I became ceo.

If you'll excuse us.

F***!

Can I help you?

I thought I knew

all of my sister's friends.

We're not friends.

No, you're not

exactly her type.

Let me guess.

You're her hired gun?

Tracking my stolen treasure?

You and every

law enforcement agency

in the world.

So why the hell

did she hire you?

Well, I guess because

i can do things

that law enforcement

agencies can't.

Hmm. So can I.

That's a beautiful bracelet.

Yeah.

Can I look at it?

Fine.

This isn't yours.

Give it to me.

You got it from my brother,

didn't you?

- Give it to me, b*tch.

- Hey, calm down.

Let's just talk to him

about it, okay?

What?

What's my sister paying you?

A million?

A million five?

Less?

Really scraping

the bottom of the barrel.

I'll give you $2 million

to walk away right now.

And what do you get

out of it?

You know how

this business works.

It's not about digging

for treasure anymore.

It's claiming rights

and lawsuits

and government oversight.

It's making

the connections necessary

so that companies like mine

ensure a profit.

Can you honestly see my sister

handling any of that as ceo?

She has a gentle heart.

And that's why I was so saddened

by the loss of Drake's gold.

It would've been a real feather

in the cap, you know?

That's who you are, huh?

The second coming of Drake.

Exactly.

We were both privateers,

and great ones.

He was a pirate licensed

by a company. So am I.

His ship was

"the golden hind."

Mine is a red Mercedes sls.

I guess the thing

that you're forgetting now

is that Drake went insane

and beheaded his best friend.

Oh, you're speaking

of Thomas dowdy.

He got a little too close,

didn't he? Dowdy?

Take my money.

Just take.

Just take it.

It's 500 hundred years--

not a good time.

Way to get us kicked out.

Uh, good thing

that party sucked.

No, seriously,

who cares he took back

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