I picked up the phone after two rings and a familiar voice on the other end said "Hey there dude, how are things?"
"You know how things are, you coward! Why did you just run off like that?" I responded.
"Things were getting a little out of control and I thought it best if I disappeared for a while." He replied.
I had so many questions, but one weighed heavily on my mind. "Where is it?"
"It's safe, don't worry. I hid it before I left town." He sounded pretty relaxed for someone who was supposedly on the run.
"Where are you?" was my next question.
"Castaway Cay, hanging out in a small beach hut." he blurted out, and then chuckled a bit.
"Castaway Cay? You mean, in the Bahamas? The Disney cruise private island?"
"Yup, you got it." he said.
"Must be nice having your own little cay pad on the beach." I was slightly annoyed at this point.
"It's good to get away from it all. You should join me."
I pondered this for a bit, and then had another question "What if we need to get to it?"
"I took coords, I can just give them to you." He seemed proud of himself.
"It needs to be in code, this isn't a secure line you know." One can never be too cautious.
"I have an idea. You'll know what to do with these codes." he said and then he sent the following:
#351*902 21*583 #280*45 245*3190
81*523 52*94103 38*251 #450*82
#602*18 #248*50 15*23094 #907*81243
#327*94061 #520*84 #901*64523
"Okay, got it. So what did you hide it in?" I knew it could be hidden in just about anything.
"In a film canister at the base of a palm, of course." He said with a chuckle. "It's on the north side, covered by a rock so it blends right in." He replied.
"Thanks, I feel better all ready." I said happily.
"It is in a public place. I thought they would be less likely to look there. Don't draw attention to yourself." He added with a little concern in his voice.
"Have a Pina Colada for me." I said, and hung up the phone. The knot in my stomach was slowly disappearing...