Chapter 5 Investigation Wrapped Up
The girls had returned to the hotel and made themselves at home. They were all very tired and didn't feel like dealing with the photos theyed taken that night. Since none of them had eaten since breakfast they ordered a pizza and gorged themselves on it. After that they all prepared for bed, going through their nightly routine of putting on their face creams, changing their clothes and all that stuff. Then they turned in after making sure their spy gear was safely hidden. They laid their heads down onto the soft pillows. The pillows surprising had mints on them. Sam and Clover ate theirs but Alex laid her head on it with out noticing it and got it stuck in her ear. She noticed it then and threw it away not really finding it appetizing any more. Sam was the first one asleep mainly because she'd gotten up very early that day to put the finishing touches on the science project she never got to present. Clover and Alex talked softly for awhile and then they too drifted to sleep.
The next morning Clover was the first one up and the others followed shortly. They ordered breakfast and relaxed for awhile. After about an hour Sam decided it was time to develop the pictures. "Well I guess it's time I looked over those pictures," She said. "Ok then I gotta do my nails anyway," Clover said, going to her makeup kit. Alex stayed on her bed and watched T.V. while Sam and Clover settled at the table to go about there selected tasks. Sam took out her com-powder and the sunglasses camera. She carefully removed the ear piece that served as the picture storage. Then she plugged into an outlet in her com-powder designed specifically for uploading digital pictures. With in seconds a menu came up with a list of the pictures. Alex saw that Sam was accessing the pictures and she walked over curiously to see them. Sam noticed one she didn't remember taking. She accessed it to see a picture of Alex's finger and eye from when she had been playing with the camera yesterday. Sam slapped her forehead and Alex smiled with embarrassment. Sam went on to examine the mission pictures. The screen on the com-powder was a little small for a close up analysis. She tapped a few buttons. The picture menu vanished and an image of a drowsy Jerry came up. "Ah, how is the mission going?" He asked before taking a sip of coffee. His eyes looked heavy from lack of sleep. "We've got some leads but I have something to ask you," Sam said. "Yes of course go ahead." "I have some pictures I need enlarged could you do that?" "Of course send them to me." Sam typed a few buttons and emailed them. "There ya go. Thanks a lot." She said with a smile before closing her com-powder.
They thought that they would have a while to wait, so Sam decided to take a quick shower. Minutes later a knock came at the door. Alex went to answer it. A handsome young man stood there with a mellow envelope in his left hand. Clover looked up from her fashion magazine and was instantly infatuated. She rushed to him trapping Alex between them. "Alex, move!" She complained. "I would if you weren't crushing me against today's new boyfriend," Alex replied grunting for breath as her lungs were squeezed empty between Clover's and the guy's torsos. Sam came out of the shower and was surprised at the sight of her friends and the scared delivery man tangled hopelessly in the door. She sighed and walked to the tangled mass of people. "What are you doing?" She asked in a weighted tone. There was no answer among the grunting and struggling. "I know this is about a boy," Sam thought. She gave a casual shove to them sending them all crashing out into the hall way. Sam helped up the dazed delivery boy. "Sorry about that. My friends can be a little... hyper," Sam apologized. "Uh, sure," he said, dismissing the whole affair. "Uh, I have a delivery for some one named Samantha Simpson." "That would be me," She replied. He handed her the mellow envelope. She thanked him and he went on his way. He walked at a normal pace but broke into a run when he saw Clover coming after him. An embarrassed, Alex stood up to rush after them..
Sam just settled to the table and took out the photos. They looked exactly the same as they did at the Rite aid manager's office. Sam looked over the map of the harbor closely. Alex joined her as did Clover after they'd returned breathlessly from their chase. Sam stared at the harbor map. She opened her com powder and tapped a few buttons. A map of New York came up she scanned through the various harbors until she came to the map of the nearest harbor. She zoomed in on an area that matched identically with the map. "Ok this dock is just a few miles from here. Maybe this is the place where his "delivery" is coming in," Sam assumed. "But do they even unload ships that late?" Alex asked. "Yeah, doesn't the harbor close late at night?" Clover asked. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure of that. Which means that a ship unloading after hours wouldn't be carrying anything that they'd want anyone to know about," Sam deduced. "Well, now that we've figured that out what's up with this other map," Alex asked picking it up. Sam sighed "I don't know about that one. All those locations have absolutely nothing in common," She said while leaning back in her chair a little. Clover took the map from Alex to look at it. She looked at each of the circled areas but one caught her eye. "Hey isn't this the same ally where that one guy was selling drugs?" She asked. "You're right, Clover. Hey that means that all these places must be drug dealing spot," Alex said. Sam smiled "That makes sense. Good call, guys. I guess we can give this info to the police later but first I want to see what our friend is picking up at the boat dock tonight."
The night was quiet. Water lapped the pier gently and a cool breeze blew. A quiet air hung over the harbor. No lights were on and no voice were heard anywhere. In one of the occupied docks, nestled cozily in the corner of the harbor, a ship's shadow silhouetted across the moon lit water. Ambient Light glinted off of the nearby ware house's windows. Quietly a variety of muscled men moved box after box down the gang plank and had them placed in the back of a van. Another smaller man stood there with a clip board taking inventory. "C'mon Hurry up you don't want the cops to show up right in the middle of the loading! Do You?" He pushed. Several moments later a man jumped out of the front of the van. The man taking inventory turned to see the Rite Aid manager. "What's taking you guys so long? The cops could show up at any time," he said with irritation. "I'm sorry we're moving as fast as we can," the inventory man said. The manager grabbed him by the shirt and shoved him against the truck. "That's not good enough!" he roared. The other man looked into the blood shot eyes of his boss and wished that his boss hadn't been such a drug addict in the first place. "Please Jim just calm down. We'll get it done don't worry," The man said to the enraged manager. The manager groaned and let go. He impatiently turned to watch the loaders as they placed boxes in the truck.
While the men loaded and unloaded the manager approached what appeared to be the captain. He reached into his pocket. "Here's your money," Jim said handing an envelope to captain. The captain took it and boarded the ship. Little did they know that their transaction had just been photographed from the ware house next to the dock. Sam who was watching the whole affair from one of the warehouses broken windows removed her camera sunglasses. "That should be enough evidence for the police," She said. The girls had their characteristic jumpsuits on. However there was a new edition to their familiar suit. On their right thighs were strapped the holstered guns they had been issued. Alex and Clover were both watching as well from the different windows of the warehouse. "So what's our next move," Clover asked. "First we need to find out where that ship came from. Then we make sure that truck never reaches its destination," Sam said with a confident look in her eyes. The girls pulled the grapples off their belts and fastened them to a secure surface. They climbed out of the windows and slowly repelled down the walls. Sam and Clover took cover behind several crates after retrieving their belts but Alex got stuck half way down the wall. "Alex c'mon," Clover whispered. "I can't my belt is jammed." Sam grew uneasy "They're gonna see us!" she whispered. Alex jarred her belt violently and the grapple came loose. "Oh shoot," Alex said before she fell the rest of the way, and landed with a thud. She got up shook off her dizziness and rushed behind the crates.
"What was that," one of the loaders thought after he heard a dull thud coming from the ware house. He walked over to a set of crates and looked behind them. He saw three girls dressed in dark colored jump suits. A girl with short blonde hair noticed him first and drew a gun strapped to her thigh. The red head and the brunette were just as surprised as he was to see the blonde pull the weapon. But they were even more surprised to see her pull the trigger. The man felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. He looked down to see a small dart in his arm. He suddenly became drowsy. "You..." the loader couldn't even finish his sentence before he collapsed into an unconscious state.
"Don't worry guys it was only a tranquilizer dart. You didn't think I would kill him do you?" Clover said with a smile. Sam sighed and grabbed the man under the arms to pull him out of sight. "Nah," Alex said with an embarrassed smile. "Let's get a closer look at that ship," Sam said. The girls slipped around the crates and as silently as cats slipped over to the truck while the inventory man had left to check on something else. Sam pulled one of the boxes to herself and ripped it open. Inside were hundreds of packets of assorted powdered drugs. "This looks like cocaine," She thought aloud. "No it doesn't it looks like talcum powder," Alex commented. Clover ripped open another box. "This would be cardimien," She said. Sam climbed under the truck. "What are you doing?" Alex asked. "A little sabotage," She responded. Sam pulled her glove off a bit revealing her multipurpose watch. "Let's see how this watch works," she said to herself. She aimed the watch at the axle of the truck and pushed the button. A small red beam droned from the watch and burned straight through the axle. She cut it half way so it would hold up for now but when they actually started driving they'd get a little surprise.
Sam slipped from under the car. "That should do it. Now let's get on that ship," Sam said. "Maybe not so fast, someone's coming," Alex whispered. The girls rushed to other side of the truck and looked under it so they could see the feet of those approaching. There was only one man there at the moment. The girls crawled under the truck and tip toed behind him while his attention was drawn. Alex noticed several other loaders were coming down the gang plank. "Uh oh someone else is coming," she said urgently. Sam looked around urgently. "Guys lets jump into the water using our aqua-lips gear," Sam said. They rushed for the side of the dock and jumped over. They splashed in the water just after they put the aqua lips in their mouths. The glass face shield extended over their faces and created a perfect seal. They had to wait a few seconds for the water to drain before they could see. Sam motioned them to swim under the ship to the other side. Clover followed but Alex, who had been distracted earlier, hung there in confusion for a few seconds until Clover grabbed her by the shoulder and pulled her along.
The girls surfaced on the opposing side of the ship. "Ok shoot your belts at the guard rail. We're going to pull ourselves up," Sam instructed. All three silently shot the grappling hooks from their belts. The hooks wrapped around the rail, and the girls slowly pulled themselves up. "I'm glad these things have pulleys installed. Missing all those gym classes wouldn't do me any good here," Clover commented. The girls reached the guard rail and leapt over. Sam and Clover landed on their feet. Alex landed on a passing crewmember and knocked him out. "Great job Alex I didn't even see him there," Sam complemented. "Sure no problem," Alex replied with a smile even though she hadn't seen him either. Alex stood to her feet and Sam opened a blue print of this class of ship on her Com- powder. "The cargo hold should be this way. Clover I need you to check out the bridge and try to find something that will lead us to this guy's base," Sam instructed. "Right," Clover replied and went off. Once Clover was gone Sam and Alex opened a hatch and climbed down. They made their way down to the hold avoiding crew members as they went. The hold was in the same place where cargo holds are on all ships, in the very bottom of the ship.
The hold was vast compared to other rooms on the ship. I was basically the belly of the ship. Metal beams ran up the walls like a rib cage surrounds the organs. It was mostly empty except for several crates of assorted sizes. "I wonder what is in here," Sam said taking out her sunglasses. She turned on the x-ray feature, and examined the crates. "There isn't much of anything in these crates except supplies they'd need for the ship," Sam informed her friend. "Then where do they keep the icky drugs?" Alex asked. "They probably have a secret compartment to fool the coast guard," Sam deduced. "You're probably right," Alex said. Sam checked the other crates but found nothing. "Where are they keeping them," she said completely absorbed in her thoughts. Alex leaned against a crate and it slid out from under her. "Ok, note to self, never lean against something that is not bolted down. My butt will thank me," she stated after standing back up. Sam looked over and noticed something that had previously been hidden under the crate. She rushed over and knelt down to get a closer look. She saw a seam in the ground and a key slit. "This must be where they're hiding the drugs," Alex said. "Yeah, I thought this part of the hold was a little shallow considering the shape of the hull and the part of the hold we're in," She explained. Sam removed her glove and positioned the watch near the lock. "I know they'd probably notice that their lock was burned through, but Sammie what exactly are you doing," Alex asked. "I'm going to use the magnetic field function of this watch to pull the tumblers to the unlocked position," Sam explained. Sam turned the watch's dial and began moving it around the lock. The girls could hear the tumblers sliding. Sam moved it until she heard a click. At that moment the compartment shot open attaching itself to her watch. Sam turned off the field and looked into the compartment. It was huge and went almost the whole length of the ship it wasn't very wide though. "They must have unloaded their cargo by now," Sam said, "Well lets go topside and meet up with Clover maybe she found something."
Clover slipped onto the bridge and it to be empty. She was glad there was no one there; it made her job a lot easier. The bridge was the nerve center of the ship. Control panels lined areas of the wall. In the center of the room was another control panel with two levers on it as well as navigation readouts. She took a closer look at the readings. There were two read outs in particular that caught her interest. They were both longitude and latitude readings. Clover pulled out her com powder and accessed the whoop database. She looked up the second to confirm a suspicion. "Just as I thought the second one was their destination, New York harbor. So the first one has to be where they left from," She thought. "Gotcha," Clover said to herself. She looked up the first set of numbers. "The ship came from the southern coast of Cuba," she said. Suddenly Clover heard voices. "I can't believe you passed out," One man said. "I didn't. I told you this girl fell from the sky," the other man argued. Clover giggled at the mention of Alex's earlier incident. "Dumb much?" Clover quipped as she quickly slipped out of one of the bridge's windows. She leapt down on deck to meet her friends. "I found what I think is the location of their H.Q.," Clover said. "Good, let's tell Jerry to get us a ride so we can wrap up the mission," Sam said. The girls leapt over the side of the ship and made their call from under the dock. They were all relived to know their mission was almost over.
The girls had returned to the hotel and made themselves at home. They were all very tired and didn't feel like dealing with the photos theyed taken that night. Since none of them had eaten since breakfast they ordered a pizza and gorged themselves on it. After that they all prepared for bed, going through their nightly routine of putting on their face creams, changing their clothes and all that stuff. Then they turned in after making sure their spy gear was safely hidden. They laid their heads down onto the soft pillows. The pillows surprising had mints on them. Sam and Clover ate theirs but Alex laid her head on it with out noticing it and got it stuck in her ear. She noticed it then and threw it away not really finding it appetizing any more. Sam was the first one asleep mainly because she'd gotten up very early that day to put the finishing touches on the science project she never got to present. Clover and Alex talked softly for awhile and then they too drifted to sleep.
The next morning Clover was the first one up and the others followed shortly. They ordered breakfast and relaxed for awhile. After about an hour Sam decided it was time to develop the pictures. "Well I guess it's time I looked over those pictures," She said. "Ok then I gotta do my nails anyway," Clover said, going to her makeup kit. Alex stayed on her bed and watched T.V. while Sam and Clover settled at the table to go about there selected tasks. Sam took out her com-powder and the sunglasses camera. She carefully removed the ear piece that served as the picture storage. Then she plugged into an outlet in her com-powder designed specifically for uploading digital pictures. With in seconds a menu came up with a list of the pictures. Alex saw that Sam was accessing the pictures and she walked over curiously to see them. Sam noticed one she didn't remember taking. She accessed it to see a picture of Alex's finger and eye from when she had been playing with the camera yesterday. Sam slapped her forehead and Alex smiled with embarrassment. Sam went on to examine the mission pictures. The screen on the com-powder was a little small for a close up analysis. She tapped a few buttons. The picture menu vanished and an image of a drowsy Jerry came up. "Ah, how is the mission going?" He asked before taking a sip of coffee. His eyes looked heavy from lack of sleep. "We've got some leads but I have something to ask you," Sam said. "Yes of course go ahead." "I have some pictures I need enlarged could you do that?" "Of course send them to me." Sam typed a few buttons and emailed them. "There ya go. Thanks a lot." She said with a smile before closing her com-powder.
They thought that they would have a while to wait, so Sam decided to take a quick shower. Minutes later a knock came at the door. Alex went to answer it. A handsome young man stood there with a mellow envelope in his left hand. Clover looked up from her fashion magazine and was instantly infatuated. She rushed to him trapping Alex between them. "Alex, move!" She complained. "I would if you weren't crushing me against today's new boyfriend," Alex replied grunting for breath as her lungs were squeezed empty between Clover's and the guy's torsos. Sam came out of the shower and was surprised at the sight of her friends and the scared delivery man tangled hopelessly in the door. She sighed and walked to the tangled mass of people. "What are you doing?" She asked in a weighted tone. There was no answer among the grunting and struggling. "I know this is about a boy," Sam thought. She gave a casual shove to them sending them all crashing out into the hall way. Sam helped up the dazed delivery boy. "Sorry about that. My friends can be a little... hyper," Sam apologized. "Uh, sure," he said, dismissing the whole affair. "Uh, I have a delivery for some one named Samantha Simpson." "That would be me," She replied. He handed her the mellow envelope. She thanked him and he went on his way. He walked at a normal pace but broke into a run when he saw Clover coming after him. An embarrassed, Alex stood up to rush after them..
Sam just settled to the table and took out the photos. They looked exactly the same as they did at the Rite aid manager's office. Sam looked over the map of the harbor closely. Alex joined her as did Clover after they'd returned breathlessly from their chase. Sam stared at the harbor map. She opened her com powder and tapped a few buttons. A map of New York came up she scanned through the various harbors until she came to the map of the nearest harbor. She zoomed in on an area that matched identically with the map. "Ok this dock is just a few miles from here. Maybe this is the place where his "delivery" is coming in," Sam assumed. "But do they even unload ships that late?" Alex asked. "Yeah, doesn't the harbor close late at night?" Clover asked. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure of that. Which means that a ship unloading after hours wouldn't be carrying anything that they'd want anyone to know about," Sam deduced. "Well, now that we've figured that out what's up with this other map," Alex asked picking it up. Sam sighed "I don't know about that one. All those locations have absolutely nothing in common," She said while leaning back in her chair a little. Clover took the map from Alex to look at it. She looked at each of the circled areas but one caught her eye. "Hey isn't this the same ally where that one guy was selling drugs?" She asked. "You're right, Clover. Hey that means that all these places must be drug dealing spot," Alex said. Sam smiled "That makes sense. Good call, guys. I guess we can give this info to the police later but first I want to see what our friend is picking up at the boat dock tonight."
The night was quiet. Water lapped the pier gently and a cool breeze blew. A quiet air hung over the harbor. No lights were on and no voice were heard anywhere. In one of the occupied docks, nestled cozily in the corner of the harbor, a ship's shadow silhouetted across the moon lit water. Ambient Light glinted off of the nearby ware house's windows. Quietly a variety of muscled men moved box after box down the gang plank and had them placed in the back of a van. Another smaller man stood there with a clip board taking inventory. "C'mon Hurry up you don't want the cops to show up right in the middle of the loading! Do You?" He pushed. Several moments later a man jumped out of the front of the van. The man taking inventory turned to see the Rite Aid manager. "What's taking you guys so long? The cops could show up at any time," he said with irritation. "I'm sorry we're moving as fast as we can," the inventory man said. The manager grabbed him by the shirt and shoved him against the truck. "That's not good enough!" he roared. The other man looked into the blood shot eyes of his boss and wished that his boss hadn't been such a drug addict in the first place. "Please Jim just calm down. We'll get it done don't worry," The man said to the enraged manager. The manager groaned and let go. He impatiently turned to watch the loaders as they placed boxes in the truck.
While the men loaded and unloaded the manager approached what appeared to be the captain. He reached into his pocket. "Here's your money," Jim said handing an envelope to captain. The captain took it and boarded the ship. Little did they know that their transaction had just been photographed from the ware house next to the dock. Sam who was watching the whole affair from one of the warehouses broken windows removed her camera sunglasses. "That should be enough evidence for the police," She said. The girls had their characteristic jumpsuits on. However there was a new edition to their familiar suit. On their right thighs were strapped the holstered guns they had been issued. Alex and Clover were both watching as well from the different windows of the warehouse. "So what's our next move," Clover asked. "First we need to find out where that ship came from. Then we make sure that truck never reaches its destination," Sam said with a confident look in her eyes. The girls pulled the grapples off their belts and fastened them to a secure surface. They climbed out of the windows and slowly repelled down the walls. Sam and Clover took cover behind several crates after retrieving their belts but Alex got stuck half way down the wall. "Alex c'mon," Clover whispered. "I can't my belt is jammed." Sam grew uneasy "They're gonna see us!" she whispered. Alex jarred her belt violently and the grapple came loose. "Oh shoot," Alex said before she fell the rest of the way, and landed with a thud. She got up shook off her dizziness and rushed behind the crates.
"What was that," one of the loaders thought after he heard a dull thud coming from the ware house. He walked over to a set of crates and looked behind them. He saw three girls dressed in dark colored jump suits. A girl with short blonde hair noticed him first and drew a gun strapped to her thigh. The red head and the brunette were just as surprised as he was to see the blonde pull the weapon. But they were even more surprised to see her pull the trigger. The man felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. He looked down to see a small dart in his arm. He suddenly became drowsy. "You..." the loader couldn't even finish his sentence before he collapsed into an unconscious state.
"Don't worry guys it was only a tranquilizer dart. You didn't think I would kill him do you?" Clover said with a smile. Sam sighed and grabbed the man under the arms to pull him out of sight. "Nah," Alex said with an embarrassed smile. "Let's get a closer look at that ship," Sam said. The girls slipped around the crates and as silently as cats slipped over to the truck while the inventory man had left to check on something else. Sam pulled one of the boxes to herself and ripped it open. Inside were hundreds of packets of assorted powdered drugs. "This looks like cocaine," She thought aloud. "No it doesn't it looks like talcum powder," Alex commented. Clover ripped open another box. "This would be cardimien," She said. Sam climbed under the truck. "What are you doing?" Alex asked. "A little sabotage," She responded. Sam pulled her glove off a bit revealing her multipurpose watch. "Let's see how this watch works," she said to herself. She aimed the watch at the axle of the truck and pushed the button. A small red beam droned from the watch and burned straight through the axle. She cut it half way so it would hold up for now but when they actually started driving they'd get a little surprise.
Sam slipped from under the car. "That should do it. Now let's get on that ship," Sam said. "Maybe not so fast, someone's coming," Alex whispered. The girls rushed to other side of the truck and looked under it so they could see the feet of those approaching. There was only one man there at the moment. The girls crawled under the truck and tip toed behind him while his attention was drawn. Alex noticed several other loaders were coming down the gang plank. "Uh oh someone else is coming," she said urgently. Sam looked around urgently. "Guys lets jump into the water using our aqua-lips gear," Sam said. They rushed for the side of the dock and jumped over. They splashed in the water just after they put the aqua lips in their mouths. The glass face shield extended over their faces and created a perfect seal. They had to wait a few seconds for the water to drain before they could see. Sam motioned them to swim under the ship to the other side. Clover followed but Alex, who had been distracted earlier, hung there in confusion for a few seconds until Clover grabbed her by the shoulder and pulled her along.
The girls surfaced on the opposing side of the ship. "Ok shoot your belts at the guard rail. We're going to pull ourselves up," Sam instructed. All three silently shot the grappling hooks from their belts. The hooks wrapped around the rail, and the girls slowly pulled themselves up. "I'm glad these things have pulleys installed. Missing all those gym classes wouldn't do me any good here," Clover commented. The girls reached the guard rail and leapt over. Sam and Clover landed on their feet. Alex landed on a passing crewmember and knocked him out. "Great job Alex I didn't even see him there," Sam complemented. "Sure no problem," Alex replied with a smile even though she hadn't seen him either. Alex stood to her feet and Sam opened a blue print of this class of ship on her Com- powder. "The cargo hold should be this way. Clover I need you to check out the bridge and try to find something that will lead us to this guy's base," Sam instructed. "Right," Clover replied and went off. Once Clover was gone Sam and Alex opened a hatch and climbed down. They made their way down to the hold avoiding crew members as they went. The hold was in the same place where cargo holds are on all ships, in the very bottom of the ship.
The hold was vast compared to other rooms on the ship. I was basically the belly of the ship. Metal beams ran up the walls like a rib cage surrounds the organs. It was mostly empty except for several crates of assorted sizes. "I wonder what is in here," Sam said taking out her sunglasses. She turned on the x-ray feature, and examined the crates. "There isn't much of anything in these crates except supplies they'd need for the ship," Sam informed her friend. "Then where do they keep the icky drugs?" Alex asked. "They probably have a secret compartment to fool the coast guard," Sam deduced. "You're probably right," Alex said. Sam checked the other crates but found nothing. "Where are they keeping them," she said completely absorbed in her thoughts. Alex leaned against a crate and it slid out from under her. "Ok, note to self, never lean against something that is not bolted down. My butt will thank me," she stated after standing back up. Sam looked over and noticed something that had previously been hidden under the crate. She rushed over and knelt down to get a closer look. She saw a seam in the ground and a key slit. "This must be where they're hiding the drugs," Alex said. "Yeah, I thought this part of the hold was a little shallow considering the shape of the hull and the part of the hold we're in," She explained. Sam removed her glove and positioned the watch near the lock. "I know they'd probably notice that their lock was burned through, but Sammie what exactly are you doing," Alex asked. "I'm going to use the magnetic field function of this watch to pull the tumblers to the unlocked position," Sam explained. Sam turned the watch's dial and began moving it around the lock. The girls could hear the tumblers sliding. Sam moved it until she heard a click. At that moment the compartment shot open attaching itself to her watch. Sam turned off the field and looked into the compartment. It was huge and went almost the whole length of the ship it wasn't very wide though. "They must have unloaded their cargo by now," Sam said, "Well lets go topside and meet up with Clover maybe she found something."
Clover slipped onto the bridge and it to be empty. She was glad there was no one there; it made her job a lot easier. The bridge was the nerve center of the ship. Control panels lined areas of the wall. In the center of the room was another control panel with two levers on it as well as navigation readouts. She took a closer look at the readings. There were two read outs in particular that caught her interest. They were both longitude and latitude readings. Clover pulled out her com powder and accessed the whoop database. She looked up the second to confirm a suspicion. "Just as I thought the second one was their destination, New York harbor. So the first one has to be where they left from," She thought. "Gotcha," Clover said to herself. She looked up the first set of numbers. "The ship came from the southern coast of Cuba," she said. Suddenly Clover heard voices. "I can't believe you passed out," One man said. "I didn't. I told you this girl fell from the sky," the other man argued. Clover giggled at the mention of Alex's earlier incident. "Dumb much?" Clover quipped as she quickly slipped out of one of the bridge's windows. She leapt down on deck to meet her friends. "I found what I think is the location of their H.Q.," Clover said. "Good, let's tell Jerry to get us a ride so we can wrap up the mission," Sam said. The girls leapt over the side of the ship and made their call from under the dock. They were all relived to know their mission was almost over.