Manos de Dios Amber Mine, Dominican Republic

A week later, Donald Gennaro found himself on a raft being pulled to shore in the jungles of the Dominican Republic. Gennaro was a lawyer, and he was most definitely out of place. His grey suit was beginning to stain with sweat. Gennaro wiped his balding head with a handkerchief.

One of the men on shore looked at his companions and said, "Apuesto mil pesos que cae."

Gennaro looked at the man, and exclaimed, "Hola Juanito!" as he was pulled up onto the riverbank.

Juanito replied, "Hola mi amigo!"

Gennaro tone quickly changed, "What's this I hear at the airport? Hammond's not even here?"

Juanito replied, "He sends his apologies."

Gennaro said, "We are facing a twenty-thousand dollar lawsuit by the family of that worker, and you are telling me that Hammond couldn't even be bothered to see me?"

"He had to leave early to be with his daughter. She is getting a divorce." Juanito explained.

As the two talked, they trekked towards a cliff which was the location of an amber mine. John Hammond was the CEO of InGen, a bioengineering company. Hammond had for the past decade, been extremely interested in amber and had acquired various amber mines across the world. The first mine being located in the Dominican Republic.

"Well I understand that," Gennaro said, "but he should be able to deal with the situation now."

Gennaro spoke louder to drown the noise of a braying donkey. Juanito was rather annoyed by this gringo, and had wished that Hammond had found someone a little more blue collar to be his lawyer.

"The insurance company-" Gennaro suddenly slipped on a rock, Juanito helped Gennaro up, asking him if he was okay.

"The underwriters feel the accident has raised some very serious safety questions about the park." Gennaro continued, "that makes the investors very, very anxious. I had to promise to conduct a very thorough on-site inspection."

Juanito turned to Gennaro, "Hammond hates inspections, they slow everything down."

Gennaro said, "They'll pull the funding."

A man then approached Juanito and Gennaro, a fellow miner. "Jefe, Jefe!"

Gennaro ignored the miner and said, "That'll slow him down more."

The miner also ignored Gennaro, and said to Juanito, "Encontramos otros mosquitos."

Juanito said to the miner, "Seguro?"

The miner replied, "Si, venga."

Juanito said, "A ver, muestrame."

As Juanito and Gennaro entered the mine, several miners were busy at working chipping away at the rock walls, pushing mine carts, and various other tasks.

Gennaro clumsily hit his head on a beam. He winced in pain. Juanito replied, "Watch your head."

Gennaro said to Juanito, "If two experts sign off on the island, the insurance guys will back off. I've already got Ian Malcolm, but they think he is too much hot stuff. They want Alan Grant."

"Grant?" Juanito chuckled, "You'll never get him out of Montana."

A miner finished grinding a chunk of rock against a belt sander and handed it Juanito. The rock revealed a dark golden-yellow stone. Inside of the stone was the body of a mosquito.

Juanito said to himself, ""Luz, más luz..."

Gennaro asked, "Why not?"

Juanito called out to his men, "Muchachos échenme luz!"

A miner replied, "Si."

Gennaro again asked, "Why not?"

Several men appeared behind Juanito holding lanterns.

Still fixated on the amber, Juanito finally replied to Gennaro. "Because Grant's like me. He's a digger."

Chuckling, Juanito said to himself, "Que lindo eres...vas a será."