Vikings of Asgard Chapter 17 Basilisk Live

Don makes his first trip operating the Basilisk

Don handed his petulant little brother the folder. “This is critical. You put this in Jessie’s hands the moment you arrive. With this, he can blackmail everyone he has to, to get Steven out of jail. It won’t keep him out, but will let him get Steven to the address in there so I can pick him up tonight. If he can, he should get Violet there too.”

He had sat in that cockpit for four days making that folder, taking breaks only to sleep and eat. It would be enough. He had made damn sure of that.

“We’ll get him out for you.”

Don wanted to scream, just give the folder to Jessie, then stay the fuck out of it. Instead, he said, “You will give this other folder to Rachel and begin organizing all of that. What I am giving Jessie either does it, or doesn’t.”

He prayed these errands would keep his little brother out of trouble. His sister and Jessie had turned most of the jewelry into cash. It was more than enough that his little brother could get into serious trouble if he was not careful.

The cargo on the skid his brother stood possessively over pissed him off. He told Tim to chop the tusk into small enough pieces not to draw attention. At three feet long, the ones he was taking were still too large. Nor had he split them as Don told him to. They needed to be split to hide how large they had been. His brother had done that deliberately, then not let Don see them until the skid was on the Basilisk and it was too late to make changes.

He went to the cockpit, sat down, and checked the timer: eight minutes to go before it became active. At four minutes to go, he realized he had finally shut the cockpit door and not been worried about the cockpit disappearing with him inside it.