answered and escorted them out the back door to the pool. There were four men, all armed, sitting around the pool. Three of them jumped to their feet when they saw Mike. Slowly, the fourth man turned around. He smiled when he saw Mike coming toward him.
"What’s up, Black?" Jamaica stood up. Then he saw Nick. "Is that Nick?"
"That’s him, Trouble Man in person," Mike said.
"What’s up, Jamaica?" Nick said, remembering that Trouble Man was what they used to call him when they were growing up. At the time, it was because of Nick’s fondness for the Marvin Gaye song. Now, at this time, the name took on a whole new meaning.
"Been a long time, Nick," Jamaica said, reclaiming his seat. "You still drinking that Johnnie Black?"
"Yeah, but I’ll pass. I think I’ve done enough drinking today," Nick replied and sat down.
Mike walked over to the bar and poured himself a glass of Remy Martin. "You heard anything yet, Jay?"
"The word on the rock is they come to do business. They go ’round talkin’ ’bout they gon’ make big money. Them say that Conchie Joe have plenty money."
"Nick, when they left, did they have the money with them?" Mike asked. "Where was the dope?"
"I didn’t see any drugs or money change hands. And now that I think about it, I didn’t see Roman with anything that might have had money in it."
"Maybe they were just meeting to set up the buy," Nick said.
"Maybe," Jamaica said. "But me hear that the deal was to be done today."
"But if the deal was to get done today, then where was his backup? You can’t sit there and tell me that the DEA is about to do what sounds like a major bust, and the agent is in there by himself. And even if today wasn’t the day, why didn’t he have any backup? It just doesn’t make sense." Mike walked over to the pool and sat down on the diving board. "You got names on these bandits?"
"Not yet, but me have me brethren out lookin’ for them," Jamaica said. " Me have someone at the airport and at the dock. Them have to charter a plane or a boat to get off the island."
"Send someone around to all the people we know that charter. If they try to get off the island, I wanna know about it," Mike said as the phone rang.
Jamaica answered. "Hello."
"Me find a man at the dock," one of Jamaica’s men said. "Him say that he see Shy and two men get on a boat. Him think he hear them say they goin’ to Miami."
"Him sure ’bout that?" Jamaica asked.
" Me don’t know. I just tell you what him tell me."
"What was the name of the boat?"
"Destiny."
Chapter Three
Jamaica wasted no time giving Mike the information he had just received. Mike picked up the phone and made arrangements to have a chartered plane meet them at the airport. Then he called Bobby in New York. "What’s goin’ on down there, Mike? You find her?" Bobby asked.
"No. I need you to meet me in Miami."
"You got it. I’ll call you from the airport."
"Let me talk to Freeze," Mike said.
"He had to go handle something. I’ll tell you about it when I see you."
"Okay, you get down here as soon as you can. Let me speak to Wanda."
Bobby handed the Wanda the phone and left the office at Cuisine. "Hello, Mike," she said. "Have you heard anything yet?"
"Yeah. Do you have anybody in Miami?"
"We got a couple of good people. What do you need?"
"I need you to find out everything you can about a boat named Destiny. I wanna know where it’s docked and who owns it, and find out fast. I’m on my way there now."
"You find Nick?"
"He’s with me."
"He was with Freeze last night. He can tell you what Freeze is dealing with."
"You just find out what’s up with that boat, Wanda," Mike said and hung up the phone. "Jamaica, you have the brethren meet me at the airport with whoever gave them this information. I wanna talk to him myself." Mike turned to Nick. "What’s goin’ on with Freeze?"
"Huh?" Nick answered, not knowing what Mike was talking about.
"Bobby said Freeze had to go handle something,
"What’s up, Black?" Jamaica stood up. Then he saw Nick. "Is that Nick?"
"That’s him, Trouble Man in person," Mike said.
"What’s up, Jamaica?" Nick said, remembering that Trouble Man was what they used to call him when they were growing up. At the time, it was because of Nick’s fondness for the Marvin Gaye song. Now, at this time, the name took on a whole new meaning.
"Been a long time, Nick," Jamaica said, reclaiming his seat. "You still drinking that Johnnie Black?"
"Yeah, but I’ll pass. I think I’ve done enough drinking today," Nick replied and sat down.
Mike walked over to the bar and poured himself a glass of Remy Martin. "You heard anything yet, Jay?"
"The word on the rock is they come to do business. They go ’round talkin’ ’bout they gon’ make big money. Them say that Conchie Joe have plenty money."
"Nick, when they left, did they have the money with them?" Mike asked. "Where was the dope?"
"I didn’t see any drugs or money change hands. And now that I think about it, I didn’t see Roman with anything that might have had money in it."
"Maybe they were just meeting to set up the buy," Nick said.
"Maybe," Jamaica said. "But me hear that the deal was to be done today."
"But if the deal was to get done today, then where was his backup? You can’t sit there and tell me that the DEA is about to do what sounds like a major bust, and the agent is in there by himself. And even if today wasn’t the day, why didn’t he have any backup? It just doesn’t make sense." Mike walked over to the pool and sat down on the diving board. "You got names on these bandits?"
"Not yet, but me have me brethren out lookin’ for them," Jamaica said. " Me have someone at the airport and at the dock. Them have to charter a plane or a boat to get off the island."
"Send someone around to all the people we know that charter. If they try to get off the island, I wanna know about it," Mike said as the phone rang.
Jamaica answered. "Hello."
"Me find a man at the dock," one of Jamaica’s men said. "Him say that he see Shy and two men get on a boat. Him think he hear them say they goin’ to Miami."
"Him sure ’bout that?" Jamaica asked.
" Me don’t know. I just tell you what him tell me."
"What was the name of the boat?"
"Destiny."
Chapter Three
Jamaica wasted no time giving Mike the information he had just received. Mike picked up the phone and made arrangements to have a chartered plane meet them at the airport. Then he called Bobby in New York. "What’s goin’ on down there, Mike? You find her?" Bobby asked.
"No. I need you to meet me in Miami."
"You got it. I’ll call you from the airport."
"Let me talk to Freeze," Mike said.
"He had to go handle something. I’ll tell you about it when I see you."
"Okay, you get down here as soon as you can. Let me speak to Wanda."
Bobby handed the Wanda the phone and left the office at Cuisine. "Hello, Mike," she said. "Have you heard anything yet?"
"Yeah. Do you have anybody in Miami?"
"We got a couple of good people. What do you need?"
"I need you to find out everything you can about a boat named Destiny. I wanna know where it’s docked and who owns it, and find out fast. I’m on my way there now."
"You find Nick?"
"He’s with me."
"He was with Freeze last night. He can tell you what Freeze is dealing with."
"You just find out what’s up with that boat, Wanda," Mike said and hung up the phone. "Jamaica, you have the brethren meet me at the airport with whoever gave them this information. I wanna talk to him myself." Mike turned to Nick. "What’s goin’ on with Freeze?"
"Huh?" Nick answered, not knowing what Mike was talking about.
"Bobby said Freeze had to go handle something,
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