Laura Marlin Mysteries 2: Kidnap in the Caribbean by St John Lauren

Laura Marlin Mysteries 2: Kidnap in the Caribbean by St John Lauren

Author:St John, Lauren [Lauren, St John,]
Format: epub
Publisher: Orion Children's
Published: 2011-11-05T22:49:17+00:00


THE BLUE HAVEN Resort had three swimming pools, five restaurants, two tennis courts, two private beaches, a gymnasium, a spa and a small cinema. Guests stayed in white clapboard villas scattered across five acres of grounds, lush with emerald grass and tropical vegetation alive with geckos, frogs and iridescent green hummingbirds collecting nectar from pink honeysuckle blossoms. Scarlet and orange hibiscus waved at the entrance of each villa.

‘Who’d have thought that the chauffeur who tricked me in St Ives a week or so ago would end up indirectly setting us free purely because he was vain enough to put on that ridiculous feather earring,’ Laura remarked the following morning as she and Tariq sat on the balcony of Guava Villa tucking into a breakfast of fried plantains, baked beans, scrambled eggs and pancakes dripping with maple syrup. Skye crunched up bacon slices at their feet.

‘I almost feel sorry for Celia and Sebastian LeFever,’ Tariq said, spearing a piece of pancake and several slices of plantain. ‘When Calvin Redfern escapes or we find him, which will happen, their lives won’t be worth living.’

‘You can’t possibly feel sorry for them,’ Laura told him. They’d enjoyed an early morning swim in the bay and her short blonde hair was standing up in spikes. ‘I hate to imagine what grisly fate they had in store for us. They’re the kind of people who keep sharks in their swimming pool. We’d have been fed to them, a limb at a time.’

Watching pelicans dive for fish in the lagoon below them, Laura almost pinched herself. It was hard to take in that they were temporarily safe and in this beautiful place when it had seemed certain their visit to Antigua would end in arrest or worse. Collapsed on the roadside the previous night, their situation and that of her uncle had seemed hopeless. Then, like Good Samaritans, Joshua and his old horse had come along.

‘Where you folks headed?’ he’d asked them, as if there was nothing in the least unusual about coming across an English girl, a Bengali boy and a Siberian Husky sitting on the roadside in the moonlight.

‘Blue Haven Resort,’ Tariq answered, quick as a flash. ‘We’re staying there. We took our dog for a walk and got a bit lost.’

‘Dat right?’ Joshua muttered but he didn’t say anything. ‘Well, hop in, boy. Don’t know exackerly which hotel dat one is. I ain’t from around here. But I’m guessing it’s near Blue Haven bay, not ten minutes down dis here track.’

And with a click of Joshua’s tongue and flick of the reins, they were on their way.

‘Are you nuts?’ Laura whispered to Tariq as they bumped through the darkness along a beach road. The air smelled of coconut and sea salt. Skye hung over the side of the cart, fur ruffling in the breeze, determined not to miss a single scent. ‘The Straight A gang booked us in there. We might as well call them and say, “We’re staying in the most obvious place in Antigua.



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