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Oxley banked the twin turboprop-engined Baffin CZ410 for a better view of Isla Danzante, a steep-sided, 5-square-kilometer (3-square-mile) rock formation that jutted 400 meters (1312 feet) above the Sea of Cortez just south of the popular resort town of Loreto "Has the right look about it," he co down "Two small beaches to land boats The slopes are honeycombed with small caves What do you say, brother?"

Sarason turned and looked at the er seat "I say the estee out on us"

"You'll be alerted to the proper site when I see it," Moore said curtly

"I say we throw the little bastard out the hatch and watch him try to fly," Sarason snapped harshly

Moore crossed his arly "You do, and you'll never find the treasure"

"I' that"

"What about Isla Danzante?" asked Oxley "Has it got the right features?"

Moore snatched the binoculars fro and peered at the broken terrain running across the ridge of the island After a few moments, he handed them back and relaxed in his seat with an iced shaker of ally

Sarason clasped his hands tightly to prevent theained a degree of couide that was being used by Pitt "Next search point is Isla Carth, thirty kilo over three hundred meters"

"That's a pass," announced Moore "Far too large"

"Your speedy response is duly noted," Sarason muttered sarcastically "After that we have Isla Cholla, a s huts"

"Skip that one too," said Moore

"Okay, next up is Isla San Ildefonso, six miles offshore east of San Sebastian"

"Size?"

"About two and a half square kilometers No beaches"