Flintkote
Copyright© 2020 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 13
“At will?” I asked.
“Yes, Auntie Surprise.”
“Okay. Plot where we are on a chart,” I said.
“That’s easy. I did that this morning. 47.037333, 39.105034. I wrote it on the chart.
Zoe said, “She’s right. I watched her ... I thought she was just playing with a sextant.”
“SV Basilisk would be harder and its at 43.953974, -86.455545“
“Gimme a minute,” I said. I called Junior.
“Junior ... lat and lon of the Basilisk?”
“You don’t know? Ask your watch.”
“Thanks,” I hung up. “As close as Junior could guess ... Tyke is right.”
“The tipi is located 44.017775, -86.472103“
Another call.
“Junior ... sorry ... location of the tipi.”
“What?”
“44.017775, -86.472103“
“How do you know that?”
“A historical site?”
“I didn’t need to know that.”
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