Vacation....vacation...sandy beaches, warm water, margaritas...Hey, now there's an idea!

Where was that place where Jupiter used to take all his chicky-poos and illegitimate children? Sand something-or-other. Crystal Sands? Sand Crystals? No, no...San Cristobel! That's it.

Yep, the Santos clan could definitely use a little R & R in the Caribbean this summer.

I'll just reach out and touch my good friend Mercury, vacation planner for the Gods. Hey, even us immortals have been hit with downsizing, you know. Look at me. Ever since we let Charon go, I've had to spend all my nights ferrying that damn boat across that stupid river...what a bummer.

Oh, yeah, how ya doin' Merc? I need a little favor. See, there's these two kids, Danny and Michelle. I'd like to find a way to send them to San Cristobel for the summer - sort of a little vacation. Yeah, I know, the arrows are faster, but that's not working out so good for me these days. So, what can you do?

A TOUR group? Are you kidding? No, I want them to be ALONE, see. Well, alright, if it's the best you can do. Just so long as Carmen's not booked on the same flight.

Now that that's taken care of, let's see what I can do about getting Big Mama out of the way for a while. Who's left? Ben Warren? Nah, too slimy. Alan Spaulding? Ugh! Can't even imagine that bozo in Speedos. Oooo, what have we here?

In the restaurant below, Bill Lewis Sr. exits the elevator.

Should I or shouldn't I? Come on, Billy-boy, just slide on over there to the balcony. Closer....closer....There!

Another invisible arrow flies through the air, hitting Bill in the rear, knocking him into the patio doors to the balcony. Carmen, Michelle and Danny turn to see what made the noise, but Frank Cooper, who's been assigned surveillance of the Santos clan for the evening, gets to him first.

"Billy! Man, are you okay?"

"Frank? Is that you? Man, you're looking GOOD, buddy. You been working out?"

"Uh, yeah, but - can we talk about this some other time? I'm kind of on the job, here."

Cooper offers a hand up to Billy, who accepts it with a smile.

"Sure, no problem. Maybe I'll stop by later and you can show me your gun."

Damn, Venus in a mini-skirt, I have GOT to get my eyes checked.

Oh, well, here comes Morticia and the kids. I'll have to clean up this mess later. Right now, I'd better get on over to the airport and see who else is on that plane.

I definitely do not get paid enough for this job.

Part 5

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