“Certainly would have a motive,” said Monty. “He holds you both directly responsible for his twenty year sentence and the end of his police career.”
“Well, you know we're not running drugs, but the rumour's killing us. We have one yacht out of the water and the other running on fresh air Monty.”
“Leave it with me, I’ll check out Sparrow too.” Monty was keen to help if he could.
Later that night as they sat on the deck of "Hidalgo" drinking chilled Chardonnay and watching the last flickering lights of Paradise Island extinguish. Rose mused quietly. "I can’t wait to get back to St Lucia Bay,” Guy agreed. “At times like these it’s great to have your support Rose, I couldn’t do this alone.”
“The Teacher wants to ruin us; you know we’ll never be at peace.”
“Maybe,” replied Guy as his phone
