The breathtaking slap of warm, salty water brought a crushed and wounded Lynnette to her senses. With her two swollen eyes the woman tried to look around, but all she could make out in front and from left to right were blurry splotches. The salty water that was splashed into her face began to singe the bloody wounds that lacerated her nearly naked body.

She could feel her arms being restrained from above while her naked feet dangled beneath her. From her head all the way to her toes felt as if she had been beaten with spikes. Every inch of her body was in pain. Her face was a blood soaked mess and her clothes were nearly falling right off of her.

"Good evening, my love." She heard Livingston's voice draw near.

The man was actually standing right in front of her. The sun had gone down for the day, which left the cabin bathing in a subdued warmness from a lantern that was burning within a corner of the room. The crashing waves outside weren't at their highest tide as of yet. They sounded subtle and somewhat at ease still.

"Everyone has gone home for the night." Livingston said as he paced back and forth in front of Lynnette. "You'll have to forgive my friends and their not so delicate approach with you. I had to stop them after a while before they ended up killing you altogether." Livingston then caressed her face. "You're a rugged little thing, aren't you? I can tell that you've been through a lot in your life."

Lynnette couldn't even feel her own tongue or face for that matter. Everything around her was nothing but shapes.

Lifting her chin up, Livingston said, "Yes...you were once a lovely little bird."

"Jose." Lynnette gagged on her own blood.

"Oh, your boyfriend took a nice, long dive in the sea." Livingston plainly remarked. "Did you know that this island is surrounded by sharks? Nurse sharks, bull sharks; there's even been some great white sightings here and there. If that answers your question."

Lynnette shut her eyes and tried not to imagine anymore calamity coming to Jose's already dead body that had been discarded like garbage.

"Don't be too distraught, my love. People vanish around here all the time. One more dead body washing ashore won't exactly put a dent in the economy." Livingston stood back. "Now, my friends and I are very busy men, so I'm going to try and make this as painless as possible for you." He began to speak ever so politely. "We're not here to play a round of the Ministers Cat; rather, I want some information from you. You see, ever since I returned, this American girl has been the talk all over town. And I am just dying to know what makes her so popular."

"I'm nobody." Lynnette struggled to cough.

"Oh, come now, just like the old song goes, everyone is someone." He began to pace all over again. "You have to be someone, Lynnette Glover, from Cypress, Ohio."

Lynnette's eyes could make out the three other men standing at various points in the cabin with their weapons drawn. Though she couldn't focus on their faces, she could tell all the same that they were ready at a moment's notice to carry out any order that Livingston had in mind.

"I want to know why you are here all the way from a place called Ohio. And please don't say for the luxurious beaches."

Lynnette dropped her head in agony at that second and slurred, "I was looking for someone."

"Who might that be?"

Lynnette considered her answer at first. Whether wrong or correct, she realized that whatever she uttered would end up getting her killed.

Poking out his right ear, Livingston said aloud, "Who did you say you were looking for again?"

Lynnette held her breath for as long as she possibly could without losing conciseness. "Just take what you want from me, please." She whispered.

"Besides a tight snatch, what do you have that I want?" Livingston's tenor grew sharp. "You came here searching for someone, and I want to know who that someone is. Because the last time I checked, women from the states don't stay as tourists two and a half months just for the fun of it. Who are you working for? The FBI? CIA?"

"I don't work

mon," Philippe shouted. "She be lookin' for Arthur

as he once again approached

heart skipped just as many beats as it did months ago inside the old apartment building back home. All the twisting and turning she

after a criminal was beheaded, took the dead man's head and called out his name. The dead man's eyes connected with the doctor's before shutting all over again. The doctor once more called out the man's name, and the man opened his eyes and looked at the doctor before he finally bled out, shut his eyes, and eventually died. Thirty

the floor. Lynnette started to wiggle

"Just in case you're wondering, I am trying to frighten you with true stories." He scraped his chin with the tip of the blade. "I have taken both a woman's heart, and her life before."

Lynnette didn't require much light in order to see her one and only

him again? Tell us what we

"I'm here for Arthur Bushard!" She

to walk away. "We know that already." He

know

around and grinned, "We all know

"No...I know what

dropped on every soul inside the cabin. Each of the henchmen handed one another penetrating stares while Livingston skittishly

again?" He

Both he, and his sister. That's why

"Hey, mon, what she gwan on about?" One of the other men began

man without even looking in his direction. "Just what sort

"You

"You know the

I know

one of Arthur or Demeare's jilted

and his sister came after me and my son. They both tried to

Livingston stood before Lynnette with a refined frown on his blushing face as to say he was at a

"Who do you work for?" His voice

you, I don't work

"Then how do you

kill us. My fiancé

"I...I can't, mon! I can't be here!" Another one of the henchmen began

him up!" Livingston screamed

room was as thick as billowing smoke from a blazing inferno. Everyone gathered seemed to be either overwrought or breathless. Lynnette could see Livingston nervously fidgeting with his chin

mon, how she know

once again. "I'm going to entertain this a bit more.

kill his

stood back and stared

"Yes."

"But what about

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