The gold was moving to Cuba and then to Russia to pay for the killing of released GITMO Islamic Jihadists but the elaborate plot filled with dishonest and illegal practices had some counter-plots by our comrades in Moscow Russia.

The gold was waiting on the dock in Baltimore in six small wooden crates that were stamped with the label "Leather Aprons" in red ink as the C.I.A. plain clothed agents looked east.  The gold was moving to Cuba and then to Russia to pay for the killing of released GITMO Islamic Jihadists but the elaborate plot filled with dishonest and illegal practices had some counter-plots by our comrades in Moscow Russia.

C.I.A. agent Wilkes was in charge of the band of C.I.A. brothers guarding the U.S. Government gold to be moved to Communist Cuba and the Castro family on a U.S. Coast Guard Fast Response Cutter named "The Plentiful" which was ironic to say the least.  

The 154 foot Coast Guard vessel named "The Plentiful" had all the painting and markings of the U.S. Coast Guard but it was in fact a C.I.A. ship and controlled by the fellows in the community of Langley in Virginia.  C.I.A. agent Wilkes and his men had arrived about thirty minutes before the ship was to arrive and sat around sipping their weak coffee and eating muffins from the Clipper Restaurant trying their best to look and act like vacationing fishermen waiting on the docks. 

The small wooden crates of gold simply labeled as leather aprons were to leave the Baltimore inner harbor at 0615 hours but the weather had caused some delays.  The cutter Plentiful had moved from Norfolk Virginia but had hit some bad weather that was causing the delays and making the C.I.A. agents nervous to say the least.

The weather was bad in Baltimore Maryland but Langley informed agent Wilkes that the weather off shore was at storm levels but was easing some. The C.I.A. men on the docks were not in direct contact with the cutter Plentiful so all the updates were coming from Langley but Wilkes was mainly worried about exposure by the cop in the Clipper Restaurant eating eggs and beef steak at the warm counter. 

The C.I.A. had been sending gold to Cuba for the last seven years and the gold-rimmed C.I.A. agent Wilkes knew that Cuba was being used for just temporary storage as the gold would end up in Russia within 72 hours.  Barack Obama would order the Pentagon to release a couple of Islamic Radicals from GITMO and then our Russian pals would kill them in a few months, guaranteed.  Upon the C.I.A. teams arrival the men had removed the single light bulb on the dock area where they waited as the strong winds blew across the men waiting making them believe they should murder the weather man on the news last night.  These same strong winds were creating sixteen foot waves out at sea so the cutter Plentiful were feeling their way to Baltimore. 

The Castro gang would take their ten percent and then load the U.S. gold on a Russian transport Antonov AN-124 the largest of transport jets in the world and fly directly to Moscow Russia and the airbase in Andreapol.  

The C.I.A. could only guess at this point but U.S. C.I.A. secret agents in Russia think that the gold then moves to the large saw-mill located in the dense forests which is really a secret underground facility with railway connections to Moscow.  It was clear to C.I.A. agent Wilkes that the White House really didn't care much for the details they just wanted the gold moved and the Russians paid for their help with the Islamic Jihadist's spreading around the world. 

The C.I.A. Central Intelligence Agency had cooked up the deal with President Barack Obama and Vladimir Putin and the entire operation was called "Fortune Lost" as each shipment of gold was valued at $50 million dollars.

Like a teakettle bubbling C.I.A. agent Wilkes inserted his right hand inside his coat to make sure he could feel his 9 millimeter pistol tucked into it's holster, always making him feel more confident when things didn't follow the exact time line. 

The cutter "Plentiful" would sail at full flank speed to make up the delay time but the weather was still bad even around Key West and south into Cuba.  Restlessly C.I.A. agent Wilkes was now looking into the fog which was a new surprise and would most likely increase the delays. 

As gold was becoming cheaper at times the actual weight of the small wooden crates would vary from time to time but climbing up the gangplanks of the Plentiful was always left up to the younger men.  Agent Wilkes would walk aboard the cutter and gain a signature on the hand to hand receipt as his rough C.I.A. friends and sailors on the cutter Plentiful would sign the receipt "good riddance sam" which was this shipments code signature. 

Big money was buying the killing of all the GITMO prisoners after they had been released by the United States and shipped off to some foreign land and the Russians were gladly pulling the triggers.  

Vladimir liked gold more than he hated Barack Obama so the C.I.A. had cut the deal and the main stream media never noticed that every GITMO prisoner ended up dead within a few months.  Sure, Barack Obama was closing GITMO one Jihadist at a time and Vladimir Putin was killing them for gold one bullet at a time.  

The political secret of this operation had more value than all the gold in Fort Knox so C.I.A. agent Wilkes had been put in charge from day one as only two C.I.A. big dogs knew about the deal.   

Two people in the White House and the President of the United States made a total of six people that knew about the deal with Russia. 

Now on the other hand a few dozen people knew about wealth transfers through the State Department to Cuba and other countries to help tear down the walls of Cuba and help the people to overcome the poverty of communism.  

Barack Obama was wide open about helping Cuba, Iran, North Korea and other nations but gold moving through Cuba to Russia was the greatest secret of all times. 

The storm winds slackened and then gather again and a stiff gale passed over Baltimore and the men were whipped around and jumped back into their S.U.V.'s with the gold boxes sitting on the dock.

The jagged water trenches at last eased and the cutter Plentiful entered the harbor area coming to pick up the crates of gold just like pirates of years ago.

In the city of thieves the port area was downtown filled with grafters, whores, thieves and schemers but C.I.A. agent Wilkes had no idea it was laced with hired sharpshooters as he heard the metal tinkling sound of a bullet hitting a concrete bench sitting on the dock.

The next tinkling sound he heard was the gnarled and twisted bullet tearing through the metal hood of his black S.U.V. and violently striking him in his lower left arm.

Against better judgment he opened his door as several bullet rounds struck his vehicle as the fog had lifted just a little and he saw several men on the U.S. Coast Guard cutter Plentiful  firing on his men with deadly accuracy.

It was going to be a dog fight, it would be barbaric as the machine guns opened up from the Plentiful and good men were hit and were cut down like rats.

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