They lay there for another ten minutes until Myra called through to let them know Mister Yousef had returned with Brian Kane in tow, along with a yawning Captain Wales. Mark and Jasmine quickly dried and dressed, then went out to meet them in the lounge of Mark's suite, with the doors securely closed. To their surprise, Brian greeted them with warm handshakes, admitting a moment later that he suspected for a long time that there was something off about Henry, and that when Mister Yousef told him what had happened, he wasn't really that surprised.
Mister Yousef then briefed them on Brian's suggestion on how to deal with the situation. It seemed very simple, so much so that Mark kept looking for holes in it.Over the next couple of hours, Henry's body was to be wrapped in the bloodstained rugs, taped up and secured in trash bags and brought to the top of the hidden staircase. At seven o'clock in the morning, Brian and his team would gat"Let's do it," Connor said. "I'll take the feet, you take the upper body and I'll go in front. Take your time, alright."Marknodded and moved to the corpse, wrapped into a neat cylinder with the rugs and trash bags. On Connors signal they lifted the body and Markgrunted as they carried it up the steps and into the bar.It felt really bizarre to be carrying a wrapped up body in broad daylight through a place he'd come to love, but with short steps, Connor and Markmade their way through the main house, took the right onto the path past the kitchens, and then a few minutes later onto the beach.Captain Wales was waiting for them with the gangplank ready and engines running, his crew sent to the clubhouse like everyone else.They carried Henry'sbody along the pier, feeling exposed in the open, but Connor kept feeding Markadvice to keep him calm and all too soon they were placing the body out of sight in the lounge of the catamara
As the staff were all wandering out the door, chatting over the revelations they'd just been hit with, Marklooked at Mister Yousef. "You kept that brief.""I'm a big fan of letting people do the work they're employed to do," The old man smiled. "You nearly gave me a heart-attack when you stepped forward there. Nicely done."Markshrugged. "No biggie. So can we head back to the house now?""The boat got away?"Marknodded. "No problems.""Good. I'll see you at lunch," George replied, turning to leave. "Brian, let's go.""Work calls," The Security chief said, nodding at Markon his way past."Brian," Marksaid, grabbing his hand. "Thanks for this. All of it.""No problem, sir, and if you don't mind me saying, Henrywas a bastard. I'm glad he's... off the Island."It was two hours and forty minutes later when Connor finally appeared. A nervous Markgree
It was eerie walking down the stairs completely on his own, and he felt a little trepidation as he punched in the code and held his hand against the palm-scanner. He stepped back as the door opened and entered the silent bunker, his eyes automatically going to the spot where Henryhad lay.He took a deep breath and headed for the control room, sliding into a seat before the console, seeing Jasminesleeping on one of the large screens in front of him. He smiled, seeing how natural and relaxed she seemed while asleep.Markturned to look at the wall to his left, a large map of the Island about eight feet across with numbered pins stuck in it showing the location of each camera. It took him a minute, but he counted one hundred and thirty eight."Holy fuck that's a lot of cameras."It took him another ten minutes to find the guide on how to use the system, and his eyes widened more than once at how it was set up. Each camera fed back to a serve
"Fuck my life," Markmurmured."What?" Jasminemuttered."Nothing. Sorry. Didn't mean to wake you," He said softly, slipping in behind her.She pulled his arm around her, nestling her body into him. "It's okay. Can't you sleep?""No, went down to the bunker."Jasminerolled onto her back, propping her legs over his and turned to look at him, all sleepy and cute. "What did you find?""You don't want to know," Marksaid unhappily.She watched him carefully for a moment, then said softly, "Was it footage of me?"Markshook his head. "No, not exactly, just, em.... there was footage stored of me and you. All week long."She looked away and took a deep breath. "Did you delete it?""Not yet, but I will later.""You have to. Promise me, Mark, please?" She said, her expression intense."I will. I promise. There's just something I have to
"So what did she say?""She got a fright, so I told her to sit down and we talked for a bit. Then she told me that she'd made a bet with some friends that she would have sex with you, and she had to follow through with it. Well, I didn' t know if you'd hooked up with Jasmine, so I tell her that she can't and that she should just tell her friends that she did.""So Sarah turned up and you stopped her coming in?" Markasked."Yeah. Bear in mind that at this point, you're the only person I've ever met before, I know you're my brother, but I'm all horny and attracted to you, right? I'm tired and I'm not exactly thinking straight, plus this slut has just shown up and I'm feeling jealous. Pretty much an emotional mess, right?""Okay. So what happened with Sarah?""She wouldn't leave, even tried to get back into the suite, so I gave her two choices. She could be fired if she kept trying to get inside, or she could leave and I'd te
True to her suggestions, Myraknocked, waited for a few seconds and then slowly opened the door to see a flushed Maddystraightening her clothing and looking a little flushed. Markand Myraexchanged a knowing look, and then suggested the three of them go back upstairs. Maddydidn't say much, but followed them up the stairs, with both Markand Myranoticing her obvious reluctance."I'm off to my room to get changed," Maddysaid as soon as they closed the hatch. Markand Myramanaged to keep a straight face until she was out of sight, but the second she was gone they broke into broad grins."Who knew both my sisters were raging perverts," Markmuttered, earning a punch on the arm from Myra."From the guy who's fucked both of us and is banging his secretary too."Markgrinned. "I like to keep busy."Their last afternoon on the Island passed very quickly, between the vario
Henry looked at the pile of paperwork on his desk and rubbed at his eyes. It had been a really long day, and only midway through what was bound to be a long week. It had begun with his friend Benjamin's death two days ago, and since then the Island had been a hive of activity getting things prepared.In a couple of days time Benjamin's children would arrive on the Island, having just found out that they were triplets given up for adoption, and they'd be meeting here for the very first time. On top of that he had a burial to organise for Benjaminon the Island. Add in organising supplies and planning for every contingency, and it was no wonder he felt exhausted. It was two in the morning and high time he had some stress relief.He got up from his desk, winced at the pain in his back and moved to the door of his office, part of his home on the Island upstairs from the clinic, and headed for the exit, moving quietly down the stairs as was his habit. Once outside he s
The phone rang on Mark's desk. He frowned, not needing the interruption. For the last three days he'd been working twelve hours trying to get the recommendation done for his company to purchase EDIT, an electronic records management application and he was nearly there."Hello. MarkWhitney, Business Strategy Team. Can I help you?" He replied, the standard answer whenever an internal call came through to his desk."It's Reception. There's a Mister Yousefhere to see you. Says he's a lawyer."Markfrowned. "I don't have him in my diary.""He says it's urgent that he speak with you," The security guy at reception stated."Em, okay. I'll be right down.""Cheers." The other end of the line went dead.Markheaded for the elevator, the frown still creasing his features, wondering why a lawyer would be coming to see him. There was nothing legal he was involved in at work, he knew he was a pretty well behaved guy, and he kn