Just Different Devils by Jinx Schwartz

Author:Jinx Schwartz
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Mystery, Women's Adventure, Action & Adventure, Thriller & Suspense, Sea Stories, Genre Fiction, Sea Adventures, Literature & Fiction
Published: 2015-07-04T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-two

Javier, thankfully un-chewed by my imagined slimy devils, was waiting for us at first light, sitting quietly in his panga he'd silently tied—totally unnoticed by anyone onboard Raymond Johnson—to my swim platform.

I was going to have to dock my guard dog's salary.

Jan whipped up a hearty breakfast for four while I surreptitiously checked my secret GPS tracker. Nacho's boat was right where it had been the night before. Weird. Why would he anchor on the bajo? And why had he towed Mac's boat out there? Maybe they wanted to do a night dive, in spite of rumors of squid attacks? And even so, why wouldn't either of them answer the radio?

And then there was that conversation we recorded the night before between Javier and his boss.

When the phone rang and on the other end we heard a gruff, "¿Bueno? ¿Quién habla?"

"¿Capitán? Teniente Morales aqui."

I hit the pause button and tried to shut my mouth, as did Jan. We aren't easily shocked, but I'd say this certainly did the job. We said, at the same time, "Lieutenant Morales?"

Jan circled her finger impatiently, urging me to hit PLAY again.

I did, but paused every few words for her to translate, as I was only catching about every third word of the rapid fire Spanish. Basically it went like this:

Javier: "Lieutenant Morales here."

Captain (after a long pause): "Where are you?"

Javier: "Caleta Partida, aboard Raymond Johnson. The women are here, but not Mr. Ignacio. His boat is gone. What are my orders?"

"Is he expected back tonight?"

"He was not expected to leave. The women seem surprised he left and even more worried that he has not returned. Do you wish me to go out and look for him?"

"No, I think not. We will stay with the original plan."

"Okay, then. I have been invited to stay on Raymond Johnson for the night, but I declined."

"Good you did. I understand those gringas can be devious."

"I believe this to be true. They really want to get the pouch, I can tell. They have suggested we go look for Mr. Ignacio tomorrow morning."

"Play along. But be careful and—How are you calling me? There is no cell service out there."

"The satellite phone on the Raymond Johnson."

"¡Mierda!"

The line went dead.

"Devious, huh? Well, I guess he's got your number, Hetta."

"My number? Pot calling the kettle black, if you ask me. So, obviously looks can be deceiving. Javier, whom we thought to be a sweet, gullible little fishing panga dude, is a freakin' lieutenant in something or other. What? Navy? Police?"

Jan threw up her hands. "Got me."

"Which branch of the service might matter. I hear the Navy is more trustworthy than, say, the Federal Police."

"Which means they probably wouldn't be working with Nacho."

True, Nacho is not the guy you want dating your daughter, but after I got over the fact that he might not be a real drug dealer—when he saved my life by offing one—I also know he's no choir boy. He has, however, hidden virtues. Well hidden.

For now, I just wanted to find out where he was, and what he was up to.

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