Still July 14th 1947

  Had a cup from the thermos and a smoke, much better now.

   Champ is still driving, he say's he can keep at it, so I'll finish up writing down the rest of today's happenings.

   Horseshoe swaggered over to the Big Boss chair and sat down.

   I was hoping he would start the meeting as soon as possible, to get these mugs, sitting near me, minds on something other then this `Clover' business.

   The great Guiltless Steve and Artie the Shiv, who sat across the table from me were starting to hum `I'm looking over a four leaf clover'. I'm glad those two palookas headed back to New York, after the meeting. Of course they will blab about this to Big Win and the gang back at Red Mikes, but at least I wont have to tolerate their shenanigans on the mission.

   Horseshoe called the meeting to order, and we all turned our attentions to him, well maybe not Gooter and Muggy, they were poking each other
with the pencils that were left at our spaces to take notes.

   "Welcome to the fabulous Golden Sphere secret lair meeting room, gentlemen" Horseshoe began, "I hope you all take the opportunity, to thank Miss Rockof, our wonderful hostess, for providing these magnificent facilities for our use, she also set up the delicious treats at the buffet tablet, so after the meeting, enjoy the yummy snacks" Horseshoe continued.

   "I realize that most of you are still in the dark, about the nature of this mission, and are curious about Dr. Prometheus, our gracious employer." I wasn't, I just wanted to do the job, and get paid.

  "Dr. Prometheus, is a brilliant man, with big ideas, and has a cash flow to insure that those ideas, come to fruition" Horseshoe smiled while he talked. "The good Doctor, is at this moment at Farou Island, where we will join him after a thrilling, ocean cruise. As you have noticed, we have three trucks, that must be transported to the coast of Florida, these trucks contain valuable cargo, very important to the doctors work".

  Horseshoe picked up a pointing stick, and walked over to the huge wall map, pointed at where we were, then to Florida.

   "Once we arrive at LaMirada Florida, we will load the cargo onto Captain Enzo Finn's ship, SS. Parihaka, from there we make a pick up at Marya Island" he pointed to an area in the West Indies. "Then it's off to Capetown Africa, where we will be joined by the men who will complete our team" His pointer moved east across the map " From that point we make no stops till we reach Farou, which you might notice, is not on the map...." He was indicating a spot in the Pacific ocean, near Papua, "...but I assure you it is there, about sixty three miles south of Bougainville."

  He paused for a minute.

  "As we are going to be traveling on the water, beneath us there will be a crew of our associates, in a submarine, transporting, what Dr. Prometheus, considers the most precious item, needed for his work. This item, is so large, that the submarine had to be constructed around it. Once we arrive at Farou, we will have to take the submarine apart, and we will remove the item, and reassemble the submarine parts into a lab, designed specially for the Creature....er....item" Horseshoe gestured to a elderly, balding, man, sitting at his left. "I would like you all to meet Prof. Sanders, Archeologist".

   The Prof. stood up.

   "Good afternoon gentlemen" he said, then sat back down.

   "Prof. Sanders..” Horseshoe went on. “..was hired by Dr. Prometheus, for a side project. It seems Farou island is filled with ancient artifacts, possibly containing the secrets of the ages, that our employer wants explored."

   "Who cares?" was the thing I was thinking.

  "So when you are not helping Dr. Prometheus, directly, many of you will accompany Prof. Sanders, on expeditions through the Islands jungles and mountains" Horseshoe smirked, "In other words, there will be plenty of work to keep you busy. Believe me, you are going to EARN your money!"

   "Yeah, yeah, yeah" I thought. "I'll do my job, just pay me the dough, is all I ask."

  "In order to avoid suspicion..” Horseshoe chattered on. “.. we are going to have the trucks depart at different intervals. Bay City Bottems and his crew will depart in an hour, The Garvin and Durant team, around 6:00, and Champ's team around 9:00, in the meantime, enjoy the facilities, take a nap, or just enjoy each others company. That's all for now!"

  Oh, jeez. My writing is being interrupted again, because Champ says he's got to pee.

  Maybe it's for the best. The events that follow, are going to take a lot of concentration on my part to write down in detail, and I don't want to leave anything out. I'll take a breather.