Deep Water by Isla Whitcroft

Deep Water by Isla Whitcroft

Author:Isla Whitcroft [Whitcroft, Isla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781848122024
Publisher: Piccadilly Press


CHAPTER 11

Cate slept badly, the sounds of the dying storm disturbing her dreams. She tossed and turned, worrying about what she had seen on the beach. She was glad of Mitsu’s company, even though the Japanese girl, true to her word, had snored throughout the night.

When she did finally wake up, her head was pounding and her mouth felt dry. To her amazement, it was gone eleven o’clock and there was no sign of Mitsu now, although there was a note on her bed from Michel. Gone out on the boat. See you later, sleepyhead.

Just then, Cate’s phone buzzed with a text. Skype me asap, Sis.

She quickly got out her laptop. Even though it was late at night in Switzerland, Arthur was still up and running. ‘Cate, your Rafe,’ said Arthur, his voice squeaking down her headphones. ‘He hasn’t gone travelling. I don’t think he’s gone anywhere.’’

Cate looked at him in amazement. ‘What do you mean he hasn’t gone anywhere? Rafe cleared out two weeks ago and took everything with him. That’s what everyone says.’

‘Well, everyone is wrong,’ said Arthur triumphantly. ‘His phone is switched off but I was able to track the co-ordinates of its location. And guess where it was coming from all that time?’ He didn’t wait for an answer. ‘For the last two weeks Rafe’s iPhone has been located in Snapper Bay. Which means that either he left without his phone or . . .’ Arthur paused.

‘He never left at all,’ Cate finished.

As Cate packed away her laptop her mind was in a whirl from the information Arthur had found out, mixed with a heady dose of jetlag. There was only one thing to do when she felt this rough, Cate decided. She had to go for a run. She threw on her running gear, took a swig of water from her bottle and left the tent.

She passed Tuyen, who was lying in a hammock, reading, and spotted Maria walking down the beach, a bucket in her hand. Off collecting herbs again, thought Cate. She had only been there two days but it was amazing how quickly she had come to love the place and the people in it. They were all young but most of them were so committed, so passionate about what they did. Cate couldn’t help but compare them to some of her school friends who did nothing but moan about their lives and who had no idea what they wanted to do after university.

At first she followed a wide path that led into the forest from the back of the shower area. It looked as though it had been laid professionally and, making the most of it, Cate increased her stride. Within a few hundred metres, though, the track narrowed. The trees closed over her head, vines tangling around them and hanging down like thick strands of spaghetti, and Cate was in semi-darkness. Even the downpour of the previous night had hardly penetrated the canopy and only in small patches was the ground damp.



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