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34. An Unexpected Diversion

Vincent

The look on her face when she saw the dolphins. I knew that she would love them. It wasn’t uncommon to see them in this part of the world, I’d already made the arrangements once I’d left the gym. All young girls loved dolphins, Rosie was no exception and the expression on her face confirmed it.

I wasn’t expecting her to be so terrified about the helicopter though.

As we took off, her fingers gripped the edge or her seat so tightly, I could see the whites of her knuckles.

Thankfully we weren’t that far away from our destination. At least on the trip back she would be able to enjoy the helicopter ride a bit more.

I’d asked Roberto to load everything we might need into the helicopter before I dragged Rosie on board. Now we were heading towards Nassau.

The yacht would dock later this evening. The whole afternoon would be ours. A friend of mine Andre, had a little boat. He would take us out so Rosie could see the dolphins up close. Even swim with them if she wanted. They out to a little island for a picnic before returning home.

She would love it.

As we flew I could see several land masses on the horizon. I pointed them out, and Rosie began to relax. I pointed out a few reefs as well. Finally she was beginning to enjoy herself.


My enjoyment was short lived, when I glanced down at the console. We were losing fuel, and fast.

I frowned. How was this even possible. The helicopter was always checked before a flight. I glanced around, I was going to have to set us down somewhere. None of the islands that we were close to were inhabited. I shook my head, of all the times.

Rosie looked at me, she could tell something wasn’t right.

“Is everything OK?” she questioned, he voice coming through my headphones.

I forced a smile and nodded.

“I’m going to have to land Rosie. Don’t worry. It’ll be fine,” I tried to convince her, although I wasn’t too convinced myself.

I heard the engine stutter. Glancing at the fuel gauge we were almost empty, flying on fumes.

I headed to the nearest Island. It was going to be close.

“Hold on to your seat, Rosie,” I hissed as the blades of the rotor began to slow. The engine gave a final sputter and gave out. It wasn’t going to be a gentle landing, but I’d managed to at least get to land.

Her face paled, as the bird landed with a thud, on the beach.


Her hands still gripped the edges of the seat, despite the fact that we had landed.

I quickly unbuckled my self and leant over to where Rosie sat. I could tell by her colour and the look on her face she was in shock.

I cupped her face.

“Rosie...look at me.”

Her head slowly turned. Her eyes were just staring.

“It’s ok,” I soothed, rubbing the pad of my thumb on her cheek.

She swallowed, opened her mouth to say something, but then just closed it again.

I unbuckled her belt, before I opened my door. I jump out and ran around to her door and opened it.

I picked her up, and placed her on the wet sand.

The tied was coming in, I had to act fast.

“Stay there sweetheart, ok?”

She just looked at me and nodded.


I looked behind the seats inside the helicopter and grabbed the emergency box that we always carried. The grabbed the picnic basket. I had no idea how long it would be before help came, so I would have to ration the food. Right now, Rosie needed something sweet.

With the supplies in one hand, I wrapped the other around Rosie’s waist.

“Come on,” I urged, as I guided her to an area of the beach which was dry.

“Sit down,” I whispered, “I’ll be back in a second.”

Once she was settled, I ran back to the helicopter. The sea was already covering the landing skids.

I quickly pulled off the side panel which gave me access to the engine. There was a cut in the fuel line which meant that this was sabotage. Someone knew I was taking the helicopter, not just that, they knew I wouldn’t be alone.

I quickly ran back to the beach.

Rosie sat there with her arms wrapped around her knees.

I sat down next to her, and gently rubbed her back.

“Wh...What happened?” she stuttered.

I carried on rubbing her back.

“I think someone doesn’t like us much. The fuel line was cut,” I whispered.

She glanced at the helicopter which was slowly being covered by the incoming tide.

“Why...we could have died!” She exclaimed.

I sighed and nodded.

“I think that was the general idea,” I admitted.

I pulled her closer to me, and she didn’t resist.

“Who? Why?” Rosie mumbled.

I hushed her.

“Don’t worry, I’ll get us out of this,” I whispered.

I kissed the top of her head.


I would and then I would find out who did this. I had a good idea who was behind it, but it also meant that someone on that boat was working for him. That also meant my father and my sister might also be in danger.

It was still afternoon, and relatively warm, but there was always the possibility that we might not be found until after dark.

Roberto knew where I was headed, but as much as I hated to admit it, there was a possibility that this had been him. He had always been loyal to my father and me, but still I couldn’t rule anything out.

Right now my first priority was building a fire. During the day the sun was warm, but at night it would be a lot colder than it was now.

I gave Rosie a squeeze.

“Come one, we need to collect some wood to build a fire.”

She looked up and me and frowned, worry veiled her face.

“Won’t they find us?”

I nodded.

“Yes, but it may take a while. If it gets dark before they do, it will keep us warm and also be a signal.”

I stood up and helped her to her feet. She stared at the emergency box, and the picnic basket.

“At least we have food. What’s in the other box.”

I picked it up.

“Everything we need to survive. Can you carry the picnic basket.”

She picked it up, then she chuckled.

“Guess this wasn’t what you had planned for a date, eh?”

I couldn’t help but smile.

“Not exactly. We made need to take a rain check on that.”

I pointed inland a little. We should find some wood on the edge of the treeline, but stay close to me,” I warned.

Rosie nodded.

This wasn’t what I had planned, but maybe it would bring us closer.


About half an hour later I had built a fire, thanks to the matches in the emergency box. There was also a flare gun, some emergency rations and a couple of blankets.

I opened the picnic basket, and grabbed a couple of plates.

“You should eat something, you didn’t get lunch after all.”

I pulled out the bottle of champagne.

“Perhaps we should save this for after we get rescued,” I smirked.

“Someone will come, won’t they?” Rosie questioned.

I chuckled.

“Can’t wait to get away from eh?”

Rosie moved closer to me, and I wrapped my arm around her shoulder.

“No, not at all,” she whispered, as she leaned into me.

We sat there for a while, gazing into the fire.

“Did you really agree to let me go home?” Rosie asked, after a few moments silence.

I nodded.

“I didn’t want to, but I hoped that maybe you might miss me and come back.”

She sighed contentedly.

“That’s the nicest thing you ever did,” she whispered.

I smiled.

“Will you...come back?” I ventured.

Rosie giggled.

“I haven’t left yet.”

I sighed. I just hoped that she’d understand.

“Rosie? There’s something I need to tell you.”

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