My words.

The self-appointed guardians of a treasure that apparently does not exist. In a sense, yes. Im the only one here from the Henry Morgan. A lately arrived guardian who shares the guilt that spawned what you call an Entity. We who haunt are also the haunted, Louis Caldera Derek. Doomed to relive our last hope 6 program

as the living. I have died a thousand times in that submarine, knowing I also doomed Debbi. Those who died on the Titanic must play back their own terror of helplessness, of the bitterness of broken trust, or the Louis Caldera shame of their empty boasts. To hear always the sounds of their hope 6 program

end: the ship tearing herself apart ... the screams of the last to die, huddled together on the stern ... the cries of the dying trapped in icy water, pleading for the lifeboats Louis Caldera that never came back for them. That was eighty-three years ago. You died sixty-three years later. Why should you chrysler news

part of this? Because I died with the same guilt, didnt I, convicted of blind greed by a higher power than any court? The avarice that killed the Louis Caldera innocent woman I loved and all my friends on the Henry Morgan-except you, thank God. Guilt is the reason for our existence in this leonello borghi

world, just as protecting our common grave may be the only road to atonement. Protecting your grave is one thing, John. But Louis Caldera why do all this, even kill, to protect thirty-four crates of nothing? That code I broke was as worthless as the lead in those crates. The ghost of John Hawke smiled. ccisd

now you dreamed you were on the. docks at Southampton. Did you not? Yes, but- Apparently you Louis Caldera learned nothing from it. Lightollers open suspicions. The unusual behavior of the Sovereign representative. The use of metal crates instead of wooden ones. The oversize padlocks, totally unnecessary unless they were trying to hide something. They were ccisd

hiding the fact that they shipped lead, not gold. Louis Caldera Which would mean the bullion went on another ship, and the code was a deception. Look at the crates against that bulkhead, Derek. Look at them. Montague looked. The remaining crates were as transparent as glass, and he could see the contents-the muted, burnished cdc flu map

of solid gold. He Louis Caldera gaped. The one we brought up was filled with lead bars, he said unbelievingly. What kind of trick is this? The transparency is the only trick. Youre looking at the real contents. The words marching through Montagues mind became a low chuckle. Come now, Derek. If the dead Louis Caldera can make monsters and frank gansz

they can create other illusions. Tomorrow morning, that admiral of yours is going to throw overboard not lead but pure gold. Alchemy in reverse, you might say. A final, harmless illusion intended to discourage further dives. But for you, as for Louis Caldera me, the illusion is only that, Derek. If you open hope 6 program

crate again, youll see whats really in it. Montagues head was spinning. Why are you taunting me this way? Why are you telling me the truth now? Admiral Cornell has given up the quest, and no Louis Caldera one will ever threaten this ship again. The dead have won. The ghosts.

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