“There, I found your precious diamonds now where’s my stuff?!”

Claudette struck her keyboard.

“How do we retrieve them?” He asked gently…

He didn’t say much but he sent chills down your spine with a simple glance. Claudette paused.

“TBMs, we can build them on site, less evasive than explosives.” Claudette matched his tone, suddenly aware of herself.

“And how do we get there…” he seemed hesitant to ask. What he meant was, who’d fund the crew, walking wasn’t an option not to the heart of the rainforest…

“I could place a call for a fleet of road worthy Range Rovers to get us there, but it will cost us a cut of the spoils.”

I asserted.

“That’s fine.” He relented. “Gather the men, we leave at noonday.”