We drove back to the motel, and as we hugged, Sandy said, "Steve, I'm annoyed with you!"Alarmed, I said, "Why? What have I done wrong?"She said, "You ...idn't do anything wrong, silly! But it's not fair that you are paying for all our meals together, when we both know that I earn a great deal more than you." Sandy, my love, I guess I'm maybe a bit old-fashioned in that department. Besides, while it's true that I don't earn a great deal, I don't have a lot of expenses either; I get a housing and. Once I was secured to the table they picked me up and carried me out of the room. I was carried down several hall ways were people watched as I was carried passed them. We then entered a big sized room that had five large picture frames on the walls with no pictures in them. At the top of each picture frame was a city name in each of them. Chicago was to my right and then Los Angeles, Miami, Atlanta, and my New York City was to my left. They took me over to the frame labeled New York City. Traffic had slowed due to the activity, but no cars were being stopped yet. He had wondered who they had expected to catch being under the influence before 5 pm on a mid-week day, but running the checkpoint from the early evening until around midnight would nab a few drunken soldiers.As he passed the checkpoint, he accelerated along with the other cars on the road. Within fifteen minutes he had transitioned onto Interstate 185. Approximately forty miles from there he would merge onto Interstate. This way I have time to come up with a solution to hide the ship.“I have an idea, A.I. What do you think about burying the ship? We can find a mountain big enough to bore a tunnel with the main weapons, then collapse the entrance. I can find some era appropriate clothing, but I’ll need money. When we are looking for a place to hide the ship see if you can locate a gold deposit. That will be our source of money, sort of.”“Sort of?” A.I. asked.“Yes, sort of. In 1819 there were a few banks. Gold.