Day 20

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Day 20

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So much can happen in such a short time! She hadnt been able to write in her diary at all, even though she had A LOT of stories. Hell broke loose in Cyan. Nev hadnt recovered the location of the diamonds yet, but she had remembered something else.

After the successfull diamond heist, it had been ‘Lara’s’ plan to frame Bryan and disappear with the loot. She had heard about this island in the Pacific Ocean which seemed to be the perfect haven for people like her. It wasnt generally known and although it could be found on maps, it only said that is was part of an uninhabited archipelago.

Since there still was a ‘black hole’ in her memory, Nev didnt know if she had been able to get to the island after Bryan had been caught by the police .. or if she had been on her way when getting captured herself and being dumped in Cyan.

Anyway, less than a week ago, she had been on her corner when she spotted Bryan in Cyan. Luckily she managed to flee before he saw her and she had located PimpGuy to inform him about Bryan’s arrival. Knowing they wouldnt be safe with her ex-partner in town they packed up the few belongings they had, used the few bucks they had saved up and escaped from Cyan once again with the help of that same soldier that PimpGuy had bribed before.

Once out of Cyan and dropped off by the helicopter, Nev told PimpGuy about the island and her suspicioun that it could be possible the diamonds were either there ... or back in Cyan. They stole another car, hid their tracks as well as possible, got several false ID’s and three days after leaving hell they boarded a plane to Hawaii, disguised and playing a newly wed couple going on their honeymoon. It didnt take that much ‘acting’ for either of them, being out in the real world again allowed them to behave as the lovebirds they had become.

Once in Hawaii they dressed up in new disguises, used different fake ID’s and chartered an old fisher trawler to take them to the island. It was a rough journey that took well over two days.

LoveLife Isle of Lust, it was called. Nev had hoped that seeing the island would trigger her memory but once they arrived she didnt have any recollection of ever having been there before. The contrast was absurd. The island itself looked like a tropical paradise. White sanded beaches, green palms, gorgeous clean oceanwater with reefs and corals. An abundance of lively birds that cheered their whistling tunes and fresh fruits to be picked in the wild wherever you went. The village however was rubbish. The few buildings on the island looked as if no-one had ever come up with the brilliant idea to fix them up in the last fifty years or so. Most of them were deserted, ‘decorated’ with graffiti and in a general state of decay.

LoveLife Isle was perfect for them. This wasnt an island overflooded with tourists. There was no police. Except for a few locals there were hardly any people at all. They found the motel to be abandoned and Nev decided to go ahead and try to run it, providing ‘extra services’ in order to keep on saving money in case they never managed to find the diamonds. PimpGuy got himself a ‘descent’ job working in the pub as a bartender and helping out on occasion unloading fish at the docks. He would try to make some extra bucks on the side by ‘dealing’ if he would be able to find a trustworthy partner that could provide him with the right stuff from the mainland. Here they could easily blend in with the ‘islanders’ who most likely all had something to hide themselves. During their time off they would explore the island together, still hoping that maybe something would give Nev a clue about those diamonds. But basically, even though they still had to work for a living, they were living a much better life and they got to live it together.

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