Ten minutes after he"d entered the vast treasure filled grotto, Juan Morales knew he"d have to get back to his men. He"d made sure of his wife"s safety, and had witnessed the awesome sight of the cavern in which he now stood, but as chief of police he had his duty to perform.
“I have to get back to the outside. My men are still sifting through the wreckage of the aircraft and also trying to dig out the body of your young assistant.”
“Oh Juan, of course. I"m sorry. Poor Rafael, he would have been so excited to have had the opportunity to see all this.”
She swept her arm in a large arc, taking in the length and breadth of the cavern.
“I don"t know how I will ever be able to tell his poor mother.”
“Don"t you worry about that, Sophia. That"s a job for the police. Either I or Sanchez will
