You’ve just won $1 billion dollars in the local lottery. You do not have to pay tax on your winnings. How will you spend the money?
My last novel, Galapagos Man, is based on such a premise.
Alex Thurston and his son AJ sail the coast of California, Baja, and visit Panama on their way to the Galapagos Islands. They do so to recover treasure buried by Alex decades earlier.
The treasure becomes a white elephant of sorts. Nefarious organizations are searching for it and know that Alex may know where it is. If it falls into their hands it will only be used to further their aims. Turning it over to the government is equally risky. Along with the treasure are documents that would expose and ruin high-ranking, powerful, and prominent officials, leaders, and families.
On the quest for the treasure old loves are found and new relationships forged. The treasure has little value unless used wisely. That is the question the main characters ponder and struggle with and eventually come up with a solution.
Here is an excerpt from Galapagos Man. It is early in their quest and the treasure has not yet been recovered. After a few day at sea they decide to go ashore at a secluded village on the Baja coast.
The dory was launched and AJ putted to shore. They pulled the dory onto the beach and looked around the village. The most prominent building was a bright yellow adobe building with the a green letter sign – ‘cervasa.’
The village had about twenty-five other adobe buildings and wooden shacks. There were a few old cars and pickup tucks. A couple of dogs barked in the distance. Alex and AJ moved closer to the cantina they heard chickens cackle from a wooden building on the opposite side of a dirt road from the cantina. A few old dories lined the beach close to the village.
AJ mused quietly, “Anybody home?”
“Kind of strange, isn’t it” AJ said.
“When things get strange beer is the answer,” Alex said and ushered Alex to the cantina.
Inside it was dark except of a light bulb hanging above the bar. The bar was two long planks attached side by side and supported by three fifty-five gallon metal drums. There were four square tables.
“There’s not even a Mexican sleeping under a sombrero in the corner,” AJ said.
They sat at the bar. It had eight stools. Behind the counter was a shelf of liquor. Beneath the shelf was a refrigerated Coke cooler.
“Hola!” Alex said and paused “Hola!”
A round woman entered through a door on the side of the room.
“¡Buenos días, Mi amigos!” she said smiling.
“Lo siento, no hablo español,” Alex said.
“Ci,” she said. “I speak English, a little.”
“Can we have two beers?” Alex said.
“Ci, two beers,” she said. “Only one kind.”
“That’s fine,” Alex said.
She pulled two bottles of beer from the cooler.
“Do you serve food?” Alex said.
“Ci,” she smiled. “Best food in town.” She chuckled with her hand over her mouth and her belly shook. “No place else.”
“We have chicken fajita with beans and rice,” she said. “Fresh chicken, killed early before sun come up and cook all morning.”
“You can never get enough of fresh killed chicken,” AJ said. “That’s what I’m having.”
“Me too,” Alex said.
She brought them two plates of chicken fajitas.
After two bites. Alex said to the woman. “If we pay you for the plates can we have two more to go.”
“I have paper plates,” she said. “I put them on that, okay?” She brought two more meals on paper plates with another paper plate on each as a cover. “How will that be?”
“That will be fine,” Alex said.
They finished the meal.
“Do you want paid in pesos or dollars?” AJ said.
“Oh, dollars,” she said.
AJ tossed two twenties on the bar.
“Too much, senor,” she said.
“No you take it,” AJ said. The food and service is great.
Alex and AJ started to raise from their stools.
“Oh no, senors,” she said nervously. “Have more beer.” She turned and bent over the cooler.
“Something’s wrong,” Alex whispered to AJ.
“Let’s go,” AJ said.
“Oh no,” she said. “More beer. Free. On the house.”
They grabbed the plates and rushed out the door. They squinted at The Consuelo anchored off shore. A small boat approached her.
“That’s why she wants us to stay,” Alex said.
They ran to the dory and launched into the surf. By time they pulled along side four men were standing on the deck. The were yelling at Alex and AJ in Spanish and motioning to leave.
“No comprendo,” One man was saying. “No comprendo.”
Alex pulled the .45 from his pants and fired three shots into the air. “Comprendo now!”
The men fell silent and slowly moved from The Consuelo to their boat. Alex and AJ climbed aboard.
AJ reached in his pocket and pulled out his billfold. He emptied the cash and handed it to the man in the boat closest him. Alex shoved their boat away with his foot.
He turned to AJ. “Let’s hoist the dory on board.”
As they secured the dory to the bow Alex said, “Some men are thieves because they are bad, some are thieves because they are desperate. They weren’t going to get rich over us. They were looking just to get by. They had no weapons. They meant no harm, but they are thieves. A little money gave them a little dignity and maybe keep them from talking. Now, let’s get out of here.”
In time The Consuelo was back to sea about twenty-five miles off the coast of Baja sailing south southeast.
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