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horned metallic helmet with tusks at his jawbone. My sources said he will stand outside the crowds so all I have to do is scan the perimeter to find them and point out the bad guy. This will be so much fun!”
     
    Abby rolled her eyes. She skirted the crowd and spotted the Viking and his vixen. She stared for a long time and then a slow smile spread across her face. Sailing, my foot!
     
     

Chapter 4
     
    The two brothers rode side by side on the Overseas Highway as the roar of the engines rumbled in the early misty morning. The sun tried to peek through the pale grey sky, where it was hard to tell where it ended and the ocean began. An occasional car passed as a set of lights came out of nowhere and glared over the paved road.
     
    This was the time of day when Jon loved to ride. The freedom of the road without traffic to hold him back allowed him to crank open the throttle as the wind in his hair beckoned him to stay on the bike and keep going, to forget about the things he needed to accomplish. Except today he couldn’t.
     
    When Jake pointed to make the next turn, he knew it was time. Jon drew the morning air deep in his lungs. It was now or never. At least he had his twin to help him through. He didn’t want to face this place.
     
    He slowed down his bike and looked over to see the hesitation in Jake’s face. If he backed out, Jake would too. He had a choice. Jake needed this as much as he did. He nodded to his brother and turned down the lane that led to their childhood home. The road narrowed as it curved around the trees and brush that over ran the old property. It looked barren as if no one did much since they left it years before.
     
    The bikes stopped before the small house. Jon turned off the engine and sat there, staring at the home they grew up in. After their mother died, the thought of living there without her was too much to bear. Jake left for college, Jon, he followed soon after to med school. “I can see why Dad left here right after we went to college. I can still feel her here,” Jon said, his voice guarded as if someone listened to the conversation.
     
    Jake got off the bike and grabbed him by the shoulder. “Come on.” He walked to the porch and picked up two fishing rods that had been there for years. A small tackle box sat in front of the rods and he grabbed the handle. Jake stood there for a moment as Jon watched him, emotions rolling across his brothers face. He froze, unable to follow his brother because he didn’t want to relive the past.
     
    Until Jake looked up at him and grinned. “I bet I can get more fish than you.” His dark eyes settled on Jon then he strolled towards the old wooden dock down by the water. Jon jumped off the bike and ran to catch up. He reached out and grabbed one of the rods.
     
    “Bets on, brother. You’ll never get more fish than me.”
     
    Early morning came and gone while the two brothers battled it out on the water. Their feet dangled over the old wooden boards like teenagers, casting the rods out in to the water. “I never realized how relaxing fishing is. As a kid, we wanted to beat each other by getting the most fish. I remember how Mom would call us in to dinner over and over again because I got more than you and you had to catch one more to tie with me.” Jake laughed at the memory and Jon nodded. He remembered those days with a grin.
     
    “I always tied you, didn’t I bro?” Jon taunted.
     
    “Yeah, you thought so.”
     
    Jon looked at his brother. Jake was always the one who took charge, demanded attention, beat the competition. He built a company so large it was the second biggest construction company in the Keys and beyond and he was still working on beating Foster Corporation, the number one company that stood in his way. The realization that his brother let him catch up dawned on him. He grunted.
     
    “What?” Jake pulled on his rod and brought up another fish.
     
    “I thought all these years I tied with you but you let