Target Alaska Undercover

Juliana's attention drifted to the buildings and construction sites along the highway. "What are the main industries in town?" she asked the driver.

"Well, the most obvious are the oil plants."

"Any others?"

"I guess the next would be fishing and food packing, or maybe the tourist industry," said the driver, shrugging his shoulders.

"Are there any older industries or plants that may have been shut down recently?" Juliana asked, pressing for more information.

"Er..er..there was the old paper mill that closed years ago, and of course the air base that shut down, but now is used for some private flights." The driver was fidgeting and beginning to sweat.

"Take it easy my dear," Sean looked at Juliana, "give the man a break."

The driver pulled up to the curb. "This is the terminal and through those doors you will find plenty of lockers."

Sean looked at the $11.55 on the meter, and handed the driver $15 from his bill clip. "Here you are, that should cover all your trouble," he said sliding out of the car and holding the door for Juliana.

"Thanks," the driver answered opening the trunk. "These are yours."

Sean snatched the bags from the trunk. "Here you take this one," he said, handing a blue suitcase to Juliana.

Once in the terminal, Sean turned to the left and followed the long row of lockers. "We'll take one of the lockers at the end so that we can be out of the main traffic. Looks like number 1024 will be good. Do you have a quarter?"