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As the boat bumped the dock, the taxi driver cut the throttle and threw a rope to another man onshore

Kurt stood, tipped the driver and stepped off the small boat Ahead, on the shore, tourists strolled in the sunlight, roup of ht reflective vests worked on a broken section of concrete, stopping mid-project to lean on their shovels and stare at a rather attractive Polynesian woman alked by

Kurt really couldn’t blaainst a sleeveless white top Her tan face, high cheekbones and full lips glistened in the sun And while her legs were covered by conservative gray slacks, Kurt had no doubt they were toned and tan like the rest of her

She ducked into a jewelry store, and both Kurt and the construction workers went back to their respective tasks

“You ready?” Kurt said

“As I’ll ever be,” Joe replied

Kurt pulled on his pack, and the two ures waited for theht, with a stern, intense look securely plastered on his face; and a woreen eyes and slightly curly hair the color of red wine She stood about five foot ten, but she looked petite by the man’s side

“Looks like the Trouts beat us here,” Kurt said, pointing them out to Joe

Paul and Gamay Trout were two of their closest friends and invaluable members of the Special Projects team Her irrepressible spirit and

“Welcoinally from Wisconsin, she still spoke with a soft midwestern accent

“You’re the second person to call it that,” Kurt said

“It’s in the brochure”

Kurt hugged her and then shook Paul’s hand Joe did the same

“How in the world did you guys get here so fast?”

Gamay s some of the most fantastic food I’ve ever tasted”