A sunken DC-3 lying on the Caribbean floor. Its cargo - ten million, two hundred and fifty thousand dollars in gold ingots, emeralds and uncut diamonds guarded by the remains of two men, one woman and a very small boy. The fortune was there for the taking and ready to grab it were a blue blooded oilman with his own offshore rig, a gangster so cold and independent that even the Mafia couldn't do business with him and a psychopathic hired assassin. Against them stands one man and the skeletons in their watery grave are his people. His name is Talbot and he will avenge their murders.