Chapter 5

The treasure chest handles were grasped tightly in Sasha's hands. She was mentally preparing for the hardest physical exertion of her life.

Suddenly, as John watched on, the chest rose to the surface with Sasha's hands still firmly attached. Her face became stoic with shock as she knew her pulling had nothing to do with the rising of the treasure chest.

John wiped the sweat from his forehead and watched in astonishment, "Sasha, are you doing this?"

She barely flinched, "No Daddy, it's coming up by itself."

As a test Sasha removed her hands from the rusty metallic hands of the chest and it slammed to the ground with a very solid thud.

The two treasure hunters looked at each other with a mix of fear and excitement.

John reached down and grabbed the handles once again. The chest squawked, "Not for you."

The parrot was back again.

This time, the father and daughter duo didn't laugh. They knew it was a sign. Sasha was the one that had to remove this chest. It was her destiny apparently.

Placing one finger on each handle, barely making contact with the metal, Sasha filled with adrenaline as the chest rose the twelve inches from the bowels of hole and floated to the surface of the beach.

Guiding the chest with her extended fingers, Sasha smiled as her sweat dripped like tears of joy.

The chest landed on the sandy beach and let off a humming sound. A very faint, light humming.

It was as if it was energized by thousands of volts of electricity.

As the two high fived and giggled with glee the air became polluted with the sound of roaring engines and screeching tires.

The chest then let off its parrot yelp, "Danger is, Ehhh, coming. I'll, Ehhh, handle it."

Within seconds, a black car with blacked out windows and government plates slid to a stop and four men dressed in black suits with odd looking badges on their lapels jumped out.

The driver of the car yelled, "Folks, please step away. This is a historical site and metal detecting and digging are prohibited."

John rose to his feet keeping an eye on Sasha, "Sir, this is not a historical site. There are no signs that say we cannot metal detector dig at this location."

One of the rear passengers adjusted his sunglasses and barked, "If you do not move away you will be taken into the custody of the government of the United States and held until we are confident you will abide by our orders."

Before anyone could do anything else, something astounding happened.

It was a real game changer.