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up?”
    “This field office is compromised. I think John’s a big part of it. I went to the SAC and he told me to keep my allegations to myself unless I have any proof. I don’t know if he’s in on it too or if he just wants to remain willfully blind, but you can’t trust anyone with El Sacerdote.”
    “What should I do?”
    “Nothing for now. Follow it up and file it. You won’t get the authorization for any more wiretaps. In fact, I bet once they find out about this one they’ll close it down. Why was the conference room bugged anyway?”
    “ICE was investigating Park for immigration violations of his employees. They sent this little tidbit over this morning.”
    She thought a moment. “Do me a favor, huh? Don’t tell anyone about this just yet. File your reports in a few days.”
    “What’re you gonna do?”
    “I’m gonna pay a little visit to a friend of ours.”

8
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Dillon sat on the plane flying over the Falkland Islands. They would soon be landing and then have half an hour to get to Port Stanley, the jumping point to Antarctica. You have to travel by ship to Antarctica as there were almost no landing spots this time of year. The best season to go was between November and March, and considering that it was now June, they would be there utterly alone. Even most of the wildlife had gone out to sea.
    They landed and Dillon took out his iPhone earbuds, blaring Nine Inch Nails, and looked to James who was asleep, his fingers intertwined with Niles in the next seat.
    “Wake up love birds.”
    James stirred and opened his eyes. He glanced out the window just as the wheels made contact with the tarmac and the plane jarred and began slowing. They gathered their things and stepped off and found a man with a sign that read, ANTARCTICA. Climbing into the car, Dillon could see the man clearly didn’t speak any English so they listened to the radio as they drove to Port Stanley.
    Port Stanley, though the capital of the Falklands, had only two thousand people. Dillon had read the Wikipedia entry and found that when cruise ships docked the tourists in the town frequently outnumbered the residents.
    Driven right to the docks, they found their ship waiting for them. A sixty-five foot yacht named the Laban .
    “That ship looks rather luxurious for its context,” Niles said.
    “It’s our last adventure,” James said. “I spared no expense. Or I should say I had Henry spare no expense.”
    Dillon rolled his eyes. “You guys are worse than teenagers.”
    “Don’t be jealous, Dillon. You’ll find the love of your life one day too.”
    “I don’t need a love of my life.”
    “Ah yes,” James said, “the ‘I can stand alone’ theory. Well, you may change later on and when you do you will see that there is absolutely nothing wrong with love, Dillon. It’s a rare enough commodity in the world as it is without you attacking it. But I’ll tell you this: you cannot survive without other people. No one stands on their own, no one.”
    The car came to a stop and they took their bags and walked up the ramp onto the yacht. A muscular man with a beard and a thick blue coat came up to them.
    “You James?”
    “Yes.”
    He put out his hand and James shook it. “George Anston. Welcome aboard.”
    “Thank you for having us.”
    “Pleasure’s mine. Henry put up the money for this little expedition and you three were the exchange.”
    “Well , we’re pleased just the same.”
    Dillon noticed the hot tub. “You got a hot tub?”
    George smiled. “It’s the little things. And at night, when the moon’s out over the ocean, there’s nowhere better to be. I’ll show you to your cabins.”
    Dillon foll owed him and was shown an eight-foot-by-eight-foot steel cabin with a metal bunk used as a bed. He sat down and put his bag on the floor. He looked around and wondered why the exterior of the yacht was so nice and the cabin was something out of an oil liner. He unpacked, which consisted of