Chapter Six
Willemstad, Curaçao, Dutch Antilles..............
Tom woke at his customary time and set about his morning ritual. Without consciously thinking about it, he intensified his training routine by packing a small rucksack with plastic bags of sand until it weighed approximately twenty pounds. He would wear this on his morning run. It seemed he was fine-tuning himself for some undefined action that was to follow. The thought occurred to Tom that he would be in good shape whether the action turned out to be with the Black Eagles or Felicia and he smiled to himself.
It was a beautiful clear morning as he set out on his run. Tom decided to meet with Felicia for a date and then to follow his instincts. He’d determine what course of action to take as the week wore on and events unfold
