While that was going on, Jim and the miner and his herd loaded $18,070,000.00US, twenty three and a half million AU, worth of gold ... a half tonUS ..... one thousand pounds or four hundred fifty four kilos in the back of my truck ... plus all our gear. It was going to be a very slow trip home ... and Jim drove.He didn’t trust me ... I didn’t trust me ... I’d have wrecked us for sure.Mr. Miner volunteered the heavy lifter to transport the gold to Bathurst ... but ... remembering the last time .... "Tell that to the opposition on the ice as you mash them into the boards," she said dryly.We had to stop conversing as the professor went full speed ahead, determined to beat his two and a half chapter record. When the smoke cleared, the class was blown away, with casualties spread around the room. I, being the smart ass that I could be, calmly packed up my stuff and stood ready to leave. Steph was furiously still writing down stuff from the boards, while holding a hand to the wound on her. I asked him, "Why doesn't one of the other investors want to put it in their name? They got more money invested and a lot more experience runnin' a business than I do."He kinda chuckled at that and said, "Well, that's just the problem, Willem. Them guys all know how to cheat the books. I trust you 'cause you built it up from scratch and besides, you done right by Cassie and her young'uns n' that makes you a good, honest man, t' my way of thinkin'."I felt a little guilty 'cause I wasn't as. ‘Yes I do, or at least my family does. And I demand that you leave at once.’ ‘You don’t own this place,’ Wes shook his head, wondering if the girl were crazy. ‘The historical preservation society owns it.’ ‘The what?’ she was staring at him like he was crazy. Wes snorted at her. Now apparently they both thought the other was insane, and one of them obviously was–and it wasn’t him. ‘Look,’ Wes said, ‘I’m sorry I frightened you. I’m just going to be on my way now, okay?’ He turned to leave..