The Missing Sapphire of Zangrabar by Steve Higgs

Author:Steve Higgs [Higgs, Steve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-06-30T16:00:00+00:00

Murder

The short line of people was moving forward, I had hardly any time at all to come up with a plan. Jermaine gripped my hand, but he looked nervous too. His job was on the line for helping me if we got caught.

The problem with showing my passport was that I didn’t have one. Urgently, I whispered questions at Jermaine, ‘Will they let me on board without a passport? You know they will see that I am wearing makeup to disguise myself the second they take a proper look at me.’

‘Oh boy. This is a problem,’ Jermaine muttered. He was trying to not move forward as people joined the queue behind us. His eyes were wide and panic-filled as he looked about for a miracle.

Barbie saw us whispering and leaned in. ‘What’s up, guys?’ Jermaine explained about the problem with my passport.

‘What if we go and get all the makeup off?’ she asked.

‘I don’t think that many makeup wipes exist, and it doesn’t deal with the fact that I have no passport. Plus, without my disguise, if we do somehow get back on board I then have to get through the ship and back into my suite without anyone recognising me.’ I was starting to panic. Again.

We were next in line. It was seconds until I was discovered. Why hadn’t I thought about getting back on the boat?

Jermaine bent his head slightly and whispered from the side of his mouth, ‘Faint.’

‘What?’

‘Faint. Swoon.’ When I looked at him to check I understood, he hissed, ‘Quick.’

Theatrically, I lifted a hand to my forehead, spun and folded into a ragged heap on the floor. Jermaine just about got his arms under me and called for Barbie to help. My eyes were closed, of course, but I could hear Jermaine demanding the security pair checking passports and welcoming guests back on board come to my aid.

‘She’s had a bit much to drink. Here’s my ID. I’m the butler for the Windsor Suite and this is the guest staying there. We need to get her back on board and up to her suite now.’

‘I need to check her passport,’ a polite but insistent male voice said.

‘I’ll bring it back down in a minute.’

‘But…’

‘What is it the captain says about the guests in the royal suites?’

The same voice sighed. ‘We give them whatever they ask for and everything they need.’ I could hear that it didn’t sit well with the man, but he was going to let Jermaine take me aboard anyway.

The light hitting my eyelids was suddenly gone as I was carried onto the ship. The sound changed as we went inside, the enclosed space reflecting an echoing tinny noise. There were voices coming from other guests though, so it was almost a minute before I felt them turn a corner and decide it was safe.

‘You can put your feet down,’ Jermaine said.

I opened my eyes and looked around. ‘Where are we?’

‘Girls toilets,’ said Barbie.

I breathed a sigh of relief. ‘Well done, guys. I thought I was busted then for sure.

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