There was an intimacy about them: standing all together, so close, casually rubbing arms and shoulders. That Davies daughter was in front, looking ste...dily at him. She was still waving her blasted phone at him. Now he saw the sweet little blonde was pointing her phone at him as well! Perhaps sweet did not fully describe her either... “We’ve got the email!” the brunette fired at him like a salvo. “With a picture! All ready to go! Your death squad failed! So you have to give it up!”It was. Well, at least the ones who survived our boarding, you understand.”“Of course, of course. Occupational hazard.” Taking a sip of the delectable wine in front of him, Montoya realized now that Drake was indeed a man of exquisite taste. “Sir Francis Drake, what will you do now?” he asked. “We were followed not even a day prior by another of my countrymen’s ships. You know they will find us, sooner or later.”“And that is our full intent, Captain Montoya,” Drake replied. “Once our feast has. .. perhaps they couldn’t find us.” JW said. “Were they supposed to come looking?”“They said they would.”“You can go with me on my next trip,” JW said. “That’ll get you back.”We provisioned at Campbell Bay and headed for Diego Garcia. There were seventeen catamarans spread out over 16 square miles of Indian Ocean, all anticipating our rendezvous with an American destroyer, DDG-64. After they finished a training rotation, the ship would be returning to Rota, through the Suez Canal and thence to. "He said, "I might do that. You have an interesting operation."Chance was telling the observers the demonstration was concluded and that we would be hauling them back to the Air Force Base. We broke the group up into two helicopters and had them take off to bring the men back.When Chuck showed up at the patio later, he told me, "That general said he thought for sure you were going to wine and dine them tonight. They had to have their aircraft readied as the crew wasn't even on base. I almost.