â you stop living out of fear and hate. Itâs hard to explain, but I know itâs a better way to be, and thatâs more important than if some guy gets his just desserts. Leave that to the police, or to God. Either way itâs not my problem.â He adds quietly, âOr I thought it wasnât.â
âWhat do you mean?â
Then Dev says something truly frightening. âIâm afraid it might not have been an accident today.â He pauses and checks my face. âAnd Iâm not sure I can cope with this twice.â
11
We have a conference around the table after breakfast. Felicity starts the talking, but sheâs focused on me. âThereâs something that maybe we should have told you before, but we were advised against it by the police.â She has my full attention; I sit up straighter. I have a feeling whatever this is I wonât like it. âWhat happened yesterday may not have been an accident and you need to know that you are not on a holiday.â
A picture of Gran flashes into my head. The worried look on her face as we left. âGran knew?â
Dev nods. âIâm sorry, Joel. We didnât want to worry you, but the detective knows that Scott still has a contact on the outside. The police are trying to trace him, but, of course, they need proof of illegal acts before they can arrest anyone. They just thought it might be dangerous right now â Scott being obsessed as he is about you.â
I look at Felicity. âDev didnât know you or Max?â
She shakes her head. Well, that explains a lot.
Dev says, âThe detective gave me a few choices of safe places but I thought weâd come here since thereâs a beach.â
âBut you are really a ranger?â I ask Felicity.
âSure. But we sometimes host people who are in a spot of trouble like you are. Itâs not full-on witness protection, just a safe place to stay for a while.â No wonder she wouldnât take me to town with her.
âItâs a job we do on the side,â Max says. âIâm an ex-cop so we get a few people who are giving evidence in court.â
âLooks like we didnât get away quick enough â someone must have followed us,â Dev says quietly. âOtherwise how could they know where we are?â
Suddenly the room seems far away. The floor is wavering and rolling like thereâs a flood.
âThere are lots of ways,â Max is saying. I can hardly hear him. Itâs like heâs talking underwater. âDid you ring home? Send a letter? Tell someone who could be questioned?â
Dev shakes his head as I groan. I know itâs my fault but I try to save myself all the same. âWhy didnât you tell me? You should have told me.â
My voice is loud and Dev answers quietly like he always does when I start losing it. âI wanted to, mate.â I can tell he feels bad, but not as bad as I do.
Itâs Felicity who catches on. âWhatâs wrong, Joel? What did you do?â
I pull the mobile from my pocket. I hear their indrawn breaths. Dev asks with his voice so thin it scares me, âHave you been using it?â
âMei gave it to me â we didnât know. We thought it was a holiday. It was fun to keep the phone a secret â thatâs why I didnât say.â My voice rises. âYou should have told me.â
âItâs okay.â Max has an encouraging smile in place. âWhat did you tell her? Where you were?â
I nod miserably. âBut Mei doesnât talk a lot.â
âIf someone asked her, friendly-like, she might tell them though,â Max says.
Thatâs when I remember the guy in the loo. âSomeone spoke to me in the toilet yesterday â he seemed okay, was just asking directions.â
Felicity sighs. âAnd you didnât know the way.â
âWell, no, Iâm a visitor.â Then I realise.