Blood, Sand and Gold Page #5

I mean, you're dying

at the hands of an antique.

I found your gun.

Bye, Jack.

Crap.

Drake.

So many stories about Drake.

And they're beautiful, really.

The best one is how he died.

Alone, sick,

his body eating itself

from the inside out.

This great explorer

of the earth,

conqueror of empires,

left his final mission...

Unfinished.

It is my great pleasure

to return this incan gold

to its rightful home in Peru.

This gold has taken

a long journey

from the mines of the inca,

to the hands

of the conquistadors,

to the holds

of Drake's ships,

and finally

to castillo de muerte.

This gold became

an unrelenting obsession

from my father,

my brother, and me.

It is with great relief

that we return it to you,

the true owners,

to free Adams and myself

for future adventures.

Thank you.

There will come time

when I'll cease to find

your lateness charming.

I had to see someone

who has a lead on this.

That's chen dynasty.

I thought you were

out of the game.

Don't you miss it?

I have responsibilities now.

Besides, you said

you like to work alone.

Yeah, for this I might

need an accomplice.

A weekend.

Four days Max.

This isn't made with Jade.

Carbon dating checks out.

Seems impossible,

but it's real.

Holy f***ing sh*t.

How do you say that

in French?

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