“I’m glad to hear that because your scuba diving experience may be very useful for what I have in mind,” said Blake.
“So, what exactly do you have in mind, boss?” asked Daniel.
Just after Daniel asked this question one of the kitchen staff arrived with a plate of finger sandwiches and a generous supply of liquor.
“Will there be anything else for you, sir?”
“Not just yet. I’ll call the kitchen if we need anything later,” replied Blake.
“What do I have in mind, you ask? Nothing less than to capture a live Ogopogo and bring him here to live in our small lake,” said Blake.
Daniel began opening a Heineken and gave Blake a look indicating total disbelief. Blake’s head of security just stared at Blake for several minutes not knowing what to say next.
Blake started to laugh. “I’ve left you speechless, Daniel.”
“Yeah, you might say that. You’re kidding aren’t you, boss?”
“This is no joke. You know how much I love my exotic pets, the more unusual the better. And what could be more rare than an animal that most scientists don’t believe even exists,” said Blake getting out of his chair to pour himself a Jack Daniels and Coke.
“You’re serious, aren’t you? asked Daniel reaching for a finger sandwich.
“You bet I am.’
“Well, I know quite a bit about these monster hunting expeditions. I actually took part in one a few years ago, but it was sponsored by National Geographic and was totally funded by their t.v. Show,” said Daniel taking a long sip of his beer.
“Which monster were you hunting?” asked Blake. A look of excitement passed over his countenance.
“The Lake Champlain monster, Champ. The expedition only lasted around a week but it must have cost National Geographic a ton of money.”
“Was the expedition successful?” asked Blake.
“Well, we picked up some sonar soundings of a large object in the lake,” answered Daniel.
“Did anyone on your crew actually see Champ?”
“ No, but I got the shit scared out of me.”
“Well, I really haven’t told anybody this story because I can’t be sure what really happened,”explained Daniel.