They docked off Grand Cayman Island. Dave and his wife were going on a day trip to the island on the little ferry. Dave had business there. Maria was looking forward to the shopping on the island. Dave knew he would be able to slip away from her for a few moments while she shopped. Dave picked up his backpack. No one would ever know about the large amount of money in it or the money laundering scheme. He had already managed to get it through customs by hiding it.Now to hook up with his contact.
Dave worked for a gangster who was a crime boss. He’d asked Dave to take some drug money to the Cayman’s and give it to his contact.
Dave sent Maria off to shop and sat down on a bench to wait, backpack by his side as instructed. A woman came along and casually picked it up. Dave was relieved.
When he got back to New York, the crime boss called him in and asked him what happened. The contact had not picked up the money. Dave tried to explain it must have been stolen. Wham! The bodyguard broke both of his knees.
Yikes! That took a turn for the worse for Dave. Too bad he didn’t work out some sort of identification for his contact.
I can’t help thinking Dave’s not cut out for this kind of work. And not being able to walk isn’t going to help either.
Dave is way out of his depth here, I worry he won’t be given a second chance to get it right…
I wonder if the contact did get the money, but told the crime boss she didn’t so she could get some more. Either way, it shows that crime doesn’t pay.