Here’s the thing…
Every time I close my eyes, I see something different.
I’d like to think the cinema of my dreams is playing a double feature but it’s a bit like a comedy cartoon night on Fox.
But these dreams are nothing to laugh about.
Once again there’s a new instalment of an old feature, and we’re back on the treasure hunt.
“Why are we still here,” Boggs asked.
A small crowd had gathered to watch the police, some vocal about them finally doing what they should have some time ago. Very few people liked Rico and rumours were rife about his alleged participation in trafficking drugs.
The fact the current Sherriff hadn’t arrested him before now was said to be because he was corrupt, but nobody would say so out loud. I felt sorry for the Sherriff because my mother said he had made it quite clear he was not working for anyone but the city that employed him, and that no one was above the law.
But I’d only heard one person question why he was not here, using the event as part of his campaign for re-election.
“Curiosity,” I said.
“About what. I thought the situation explained itself. Rico’s finally been caught red-handed.”
“I’m not so sure/it was him. Were you watching the boat the whole time when you were waiting for me?”
“What do you mean?”
“If you were, you would have seen him on the boat, join the others and leave. Did it look like they were killing a man below deck?”
How the hell should I know? As you said, it was below deck.”
“But the boat would have been moving, well, the mast really.”
“With the wash coming towards it from the fools who drive their boats too fast. Good luck with that. Do you want Rico to get off, and then come terrorize us. That’s what’s going to happen if they let him go.”
“I don’t think so.”
Despite his protestations, Boggs was as interested in what was unfolding as I was. Only I suspect he wanted to see Rico locked up, if possible, forever. Quite a few people would, and none more than the Benderby’s.
Boggs might not realise it, but his quest for the treasure was at the heart of this. Had Rico tried to double-cross the Benderby’s? He was trying to get Nadia to steal the map from Rico, and perhaps Rico had discovered Benderby was trying to cut him out of the deal.
Had Rico threatened them, and was this how they rep[aid disloyalty?
Or was it my original thought, that the Benderby’s were looking for an easy target?
“I’m going. Coming?” Boggs had lost interest.
“No. Not yet. I want to see what Alex is going to do.”
“Alex Benderby? What’s he doing here?”
“He just conveniently arrived on his father’s boat, which means he wasn’t very far away.”
“Of course not. They’ve been having engine troubles for the last month. They were probably out testing the repairs.”
“How do you know that?”
“Rico. He thinks it’s hilarious they spent so much money on that boat and haven’t got a full day of sailing out of it. More money than sense, that lot.”
I looked in the direction of Alex’s boat and he was coming ashore. So were the divers, now out of their suits and dressed casually, and for the sake of looking normal, with three women, one of whom looked like Nadia.
“Anyway, I’ve decided,” he said, “we’re doing this treasure hunt on our own. I don’t trust anyone but you. It was a mistake thinking Alex would help. Call me tomorrow when you’re free. We have to start planning.”
I didn’t see him leave. I was too busy watching the group with Alex. It was Nadia, and she was looking very cosy next to him.
© Charles Heath 2019