"Todd, my rule for stocks is never play the market unless you can afford to lose it all with no regrets. I never advise people to invest in anything except government bonds. But I understand what you're saying. It's hard to ignore what these kids are involved in." "Based on what you know, would you ignore all these hints?"

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Chuck sighed. "Like I said, Todd, I never tell people to invest. However, as a friend, I will add that THIS time I won't tell you not to invest either." "Thanks, Chuck. We were leaning that way, but we don't know a thing about the boating industry and we're not players. If it wasn't for the James Gang, I wouldn't have even given this a second thought." Chuck laughed. "The James Gang. you realize that the last time that name carried any real weight was when Frank and Jesse rode with the Younger brothers?"

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Fifteen minutes later Chuck and Todd strolled leisurely onto the patio. The cook had prepared fresh salads and grilled liver smothered with onions along with roasted baby spuds.

Anna had reappeared. Being the youngest and the smallest allowed her to slip quietly in and out of places, which was how she had introduced herself to her grandfather's business. She had spent years watching and learning from some of the most skilled people in boating and probably knew as much about boats at her young age as graduating design engineers. Kelly and Todd had little to eat because of their late breakfast and excusing themselves went indoors to wash up. Finding themselves alone in the bedroom for a few minutes, Todd filled Kelly in on the not so subtle hint Chuck had given him about IC stock. Kelly was quick to grab her cell phone. "Why the rush, Kell?" Todd had asked. "The latest we can place a buy order is 4:30," she explained. "The share prices have already climbed $11 in just one day, and if we wait until Monday morning the international players will have driven the price even higher. Since we want to maximize our purchasing power, we need to get in as soon as and at the best price possible." Todd nodded and Kelly made the call. "Jim? What's the current price of InterCoastal?"

She turned to Todd when she got the reply. "$48 a share. How big do you want to go?" Todd did the math quickly in his head and said "Up to a hundred grand." Turning back to the phone Kelly told Jim to purchase 2,000 shares. "You might want to look into it, Jim, maybe give Steve a call. IC is going to be unveiling a new boat on Monday." "Okay, Kelly," Jim said. "I'll put your buy order in right now and then I'll give Steve a buzz. I know he trusts your judgment." He didn't bother to add that he would be calling a few of his other clients as well. Todd and Kelly didn't play the speculate game. It wasn't a really big investment on TKO's part but it made them feel closer to the James Gang and that was what made it a thrill. Back on the patio, Chuck and Todd were still teasing Brenda about the Beatles. Anna had slipped back inside and brought Todd out another espresso for which he gave her a giant hug and smile. Amanda and Kelly were talking about fashion. It was a beautiful scene. Just after 1:00 o'clock, Kelly's cell phone rang. "Hey! What's the weather like down there?" Kelly swiveled in her seat looking skyward. Laura had to be above. "You sound like you're enjoying yourself," Kelly said.

"It's fantastic! Chris just called in to somebody named 'control' and he's gotten permission to do something." Laura was yelling in the phone trying to talk over the sound of the engine. "Now he's talking on his CB to somebody down where you are. Oops. Chris just told me it's not a CB but a VHS." Chuck looked at the lake and watched as it was quickly emptied of all boats. "That must be your friend," Chuck said. "Obviously somebody is planning on making a landing." A minute later, up high and from the north, the shape of the Cessna could be seen. "Your pilot is pretty high up there," said Chuck with a hint of concern in his voice. "And it seems like he's still climbing." All eyes were turned skyward as the Cessna came closer to the lake. "Well," said Kelly to Todd, "this should either cure her fear of flying or she'll never get on a plane again." Todd nodded, his eyes on the plane. To Chuck he said, "Chris must be doing that for a reason. He's a seasoned vet with combat experience." Kelly, no real fan of flying, sat back and lit a cigarette with nervous fingers. Chuck and Todd headed down towards the lake watching as the plane turned slowly on a wing and then raced down in a sharp descent towards the lake.

Audible gasps could be heard as the Cessna came closer and closer to the water with no signs of leveling out. Everyone now moved to the waterfront expecting the worst when at about 200 feet the Cessna pulled out of its steep descent. With the engine roaring it pulled back up and overshot the lake, slowing as it made a final turn and slowed to a glide smoothly touching down on the water. It coasted over to the dock where its applauding audience waited.

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