After a few moments silence, Biff spoke up. “We still have five days, then, to find the fishery. If we did, how would that affect the injunction?”
“Well, going back to the unwritten law of ‘finders keepers,’ Derek would have an excellent chance of retaining the rights, despite any court battle Dietz might put up.”
“What do you say, Derek?” Biff asked. “Shall we go pearl diving again? I know you want to continue the search for your father, but—”
“I’m with you, Biff. It’s only five days.”
“And then, whether we find the fishery or not, we’ll all continue looking for your father until the case comes up in court.”
“One moment there, young fellow,” Uncle Charlie cut in. “I’ll continue with Derek. You won’t be here.”
“Won’t be here!” Biff was amazed. “Where am I going to be?”
“On your way back to Indianapolis.”
“Oh. School. I forgot.” Biff’s face fell.
“But we’ve got five days still. Let’s make the most of them,” said his uncle.