Epilogue

Sioux sat in the small plane leaving Dutch Harbor for her connecting flight to Anchorage. Claudio sat in the row in front of her eager for his money she promised she would give him in cash when they landed, and she put him on his flight back to Kodiak.

She had left the boat that night, and found herself when she had been when she left the Wizard that first night in Dutch, looking for a place to stay.

She went to Claudio's motel room, put him on the floor, and took the bed. She left him bound and gagged, becase she didn't want to deal with his dumb ass. In the morning she released him, and told him they were getting on a plane out of Dutch, and when she put on his flight back to Kodiak, he would get his $5,000.

At the airport she was surprised to see Mike Fourtner. He looked puzzled and sad.

'Johnathan and Andy told me to give you this.'

And held out an envelope and a small box wrapped in twine.

'They said to tell you to open the envelope first and then the box. They were real insistent I tell you the order, and that you can't open either until you're in the air, O.K.?'

Sioux smiled at him and took his offerings.

'Thank you Mike.'

Mike looked even more uncomfortable, then seemed to make up his mind, and enveloped her in a long, strong, warm hug.

'Gonna miss you Sioux. I hope I see you again real soon.' And left.

As the plane gained air she looked at envelope and the small box in her lap. With a sigh, she opened the envelope. It contained her confession, Louis-Philppe's operation breakdown, and her will.

The note from Andy on her confession read,

Burn this. I never read it.

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The tears she had refused to shed blurred her vision as they welled and fell. She roughly wiped them away and continued. Next she read Andy's the note on Louis Philippe's operation.

Burn this. Didn't read it either.

Your chain to break.

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She smiled ruefully and her tears fell anew. He had put the accountability right where it belonged. . .on her.

She then turned to Andy's note on her will.

Change it. We will not agree to a dime.

Leave it all to your foundation.

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We. Neither one would accept a dime of the her bequeath. It pained , but she understood. It was so who and what both men were.

As the small plane bucked and rolled, she stared out the tiny window and absorbed Andy's messages. In every case he was sound and right.

Next she addressed the small box. It looked like it had originally contained a engine part. She slowly untied the simple twine and lifted the top. There was a note on top of newspaper.

When we see you

We want these back!

Blue Fox & Little Bear

With trembling hands she lifted the newspaper. . .two little wood figures. . a Bear and a Fox.

The End