It was their second day in San Diego. Carlos and Hernando had been monitoring the loading of the hides. Now it was time for the tally. It did not look as good as the Batista"s thought it should be. Hernando held the ledger in his hands frowning.
Crow and LeRue were standing to one side as a company man from the ship counted the bundles of hides and logged them in a ledger. The hides were then loaded onto a whaleboat and rowed out to the mother ship. There were hundreds of these bundles which equated to thousands of hides. Crow leaned in close to LeRue and said, “Hernando does not look pleased with the count.”
“I noticed that. Hernando seems confused about something.”
“I"ve been watching the bundles. They just don"t look right to me.”
Carlos left his father"s side and joined the two Mou
