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Which means what the fuck to me?


It means
,
Al, they are going to have to try and find it. And they may or may not. It also means
,
when word gets out
,
the share
price is
going south.


How many people know about this?


Only Montana Creek

s board
,
the drillers
, me
,
and now you
.


So, your man on their board called you with the info?


You got it.


So we

re on the inside?

Al asked.


Totally, at least until Trace puts out an update to the shareholders and regulators.


I assume you

ve got a plan to take advantage of this situation?


I
do, Al.
I

m shorting the stock when the market opens tomorrow. I suggest you do likewise.


How many shares
do you think I should sell
?


Well
,
you

ve got
half
a million shares
, Al. Y
ou could
short against
all of them
.


How many
shares
are you selling short?


A million.


Jesus
! A
re you
g
od
-
damned
sure about this, Cyrus?


Look
,
the shares are going to tank when th
e news
gets out. You sell short a
half
mill
ion shares
at two bucks and buy it back at a
lower price
, a
nd it could be a much lower price.
You
could
make
several
hundred grand
,
and still have
your
half
-
million shares
.


Okay, Cyrus, I

m in. But you better keep me posted, and I mean up to the fuck
ing
minute
posted
.


Don

t worry, Al
. W
e

re partners.

 

 

F
ish was pouring over cross sections and fence diagrams of the cores
.

Trace, it has to be a fault. The damn vein was nearly thirty
-
feet thick in the drill hole before we lost it. It can

t have totally disappeared in a thousand feet. It

s offset somehow.

I looked at Fish

s sections and agreed. We needed to get to the working face on level one and see how it looked.

Bob Malott

s crew was already on-site and hauling six
-
by
-
six mine timbers and military
-
surplus
,
perforated steel plate, commonly called
PSP
, into the mine adit.


Morning
,
Trace,
Fish
,

Bob said.

We

ll lay the six
-
by
-
six
’s
across the winze and then cover it with the PSP. It

s about a five
-
foot
-
wide span, but
the timbers and PSP will be strong enough to take an underground drill across
, if needed
.


Perfect. Just let me know when
we
can get across,

I said
, turning to Fish
.

Let

s get geared up.

 

It took Bob

s crew
only
about an hour to bridge enough of the winze so Fish and I could cross. The working face was about a thousand feet past the winze.


Here it is
,
Trace,

Fish said, shining his mine lantern on the rock wall where the adit came to an end.


No sign of the vein
,
but
look at these horsetail striations
,

I said, pointing to the feathery lineations
cut into the rock face
.

A fault has cut the vein
,
and from the
looks of the horsetails,
I

d say she

s be
en
displaced
downward
and to the southwest.

Fish examined the
striations in
the
rock and checked his compass
.

Agreed.
It
explains
why the old
-
timers stopped
advancing
this adit. They
ran into the same problem as us. They
lost the vein
.

Fish made a few
calculations on his clipboard
.

W
e need to either back
the rig off to the southwest or drill a very steep hole from the current location. And we

ll have to go deeper.


I vote for the steeper hole from Red

s current drill pad. If we move him farther to the southwest, we

ll need to revise our permits and build a new location.


Agreed
—i
t

s worth a shot
. I
f we miss it, we

ll just have to re
-
permit and get after it.

Fish and I exited the
mine
adit and
found Bob and Red waiting for us. I explained the plan of attack based on our findings in the mine.


Sounds like a plan,

Red said.

I

ll get the rig ready to start drilling.
We

ll
use the down
-
hole hammer and catch samples
until we hit the vein.


Okay, Red
,

I replied
,

a
ngle the hole at seventy
-
five degrees
and g
rab samples every ten feet until you get to three hundred feet. After that, I

ll need samples every five feet.


You got it
,

Red replied.

I

ll get the rig fired up
,
and we

ll be making hole in about fifteen minutes.


Trace, if you don

t need us anymore,

Bob said,

I

ll send my crew back to town. We

ll leave the extra timbers and PSP by the mine entrance
, i
n case it

s needed later.


Perfect,

I replied, shaking hands with Bob.

We

ll
make some hole and
see if we can

t get
back in ore.

 

 

Cyrus was on the phone to his broker, Nigel Cunningham, at Cayman Island Securities
,
as
soon as
the market opened.


Nigel, Cyrus McSweeny here.


Cyrus, good to hear from you. Are you on
-
i
s
l
and?


Yes, just flew in and will be leaving shortly. Listen, Nigel, I want to place a short
-
sell order
against some shares
held in
Carib International
and Twisp River Resources

account
s
.


Okay, Cyrus, what

s the company name and symbol?


It

s Montana Creek Mining Corp
. Symbol is
MCM.V
,
on the
Vancouver Stock Exchange.


We

ve been buying shares on MCM for both accounts. Now you want to go short?


You got it. I

ve got a hunch they

re oversold and looking at a correction.


Uh-huh. How many shares do you want to sell short?


A million.


Damn, Cyrus
. M
y
information
shows they only have about eight million
shares
issued and outstanding. You

re talking about twelve and a
half
percent of the company.


Your information is correct, Nigel. Place the order.


Do you think
I
,
t
hat is
,
our firm
,
should short them as well?


You mean a naked short?


Naked shorts are illegal,
Cyrus,
at least in the U
.
S. But I reckon we could borrow some shares from a Canadian brokerage. If we thought the risk was worth
taking
.


If they get hit with a lot of short selling, it

s sort of a self
-
fulfilling prophecy
,
is it not?


Unless the company generate
s enough
buying
to squeeze the short sellers. Sometimes all it takes is a
significant
positive
announcement.
It can be a r
isky
proposition
, Cyrus.


No balls
,
no bucks, Nigel. Listen, I think the
company is
way overpriced at two dollars Canadian. You make your own decision. You

ve got a bunch of analysts
. C
runch the numbers.

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