worried because I disappeared.
I return to the tactics of the last mohican and crawl for "our" cave opening. If you pay attention to the yachts outside here, they would easily be able to see me. But I'm happily coming into the dark cave and taking me carefully. Since I do not have a flashlight, I have trouble getting up. I feel with my hand against one cave wall and eventually glow light in the tunnel. But something is wrong, there are wrong voices I hear. I have found a sidewalk and hear upset voices.
"Get out of the sea, your saber spy", hear a voice.
"If you shoot, I shoot before you can blink," says the next voice. The Swedish breakthrough makes me easily identify the voices of Björn and Jens. In the dark I had found a sidewalk that led to their cave instead of the cave with Valerie and Company.
I suspect it threatened to be Sir Randolph's friend. He had, of course, been worried and summit looking for me. Maybe he saw my equipment as I dumped and walked up to the surface. Or he may have seen the light from the Swede's headlights. In any case, I see the diver go ashore, take off the face mask and erase:
"Hello old boy, how are you?"
"Hope, it's Hamilton's buddy from Singapore", outrages one of the Swedes. "And what do you have for these hooks if you ask?"
"Sports diving, old gosse, sports diving. Cave diving is great fun, try it sometime, old boy! "
"Do not snack, why in blue-green do you show up here?" Asks the other Swede.
"Interesting water, this. And a simple question, old boy, what are you doing here? "
Jens and Björn had no easy answer but became silent.
"And where did you have Hamilton, you co-operated the last time I met you?" Raffe asks innocently.
"He is well with you?" The Swedes were confused, it was noticed because they had a conversation in their own language, the language of the hero and heroes. Sir Randolph waits, but after a while he asks:
"Is there something I can help with? Are you looking for something or ... "
"No, oh no, we just sports dive, cave diving is really cool", was the answer.
"Then, then I can return to the wet option." Raffe turns to the water bridge and plans to go into the water. "
"You too, hell!" You are going to be harmless. At least temporarily. Get rid of the dive rails we will tie you. We will let you go when we're done. "
"Do what?" They did not answer the last question but went to speak Swedish. Sir Randolph was surrendered somewhere outside my field of vision. Jens and Björn were prepared to dive. In fact, it was Jens who appeared and Björn stayed on land with a rope and was prepared to raise something.
After just a few minutes he gets up again, upset, he struggles with cycling. In his hand he has my dive suit that I threw in for an hour ago.
"Someone has been here!" He breaks out before he returns to Swedish language again. After a while, Jens jumps into the water again. They are in a hurry to pick up bags after baggage. Björn picks up each bag and takes up a handful of shiny pebbles. The eyes glitter at Björn over the gray-eyed beard, he almost jumps out of excitement, occasionally afraid of Raffe who can not comment on the course of events. It is reminiscent of the mood at the fish pond on the Christmas tree plunder.
They get more and nervous as time passes. I have ideas about exonerating Sir Randolph, but I am going back to my friends for a closer look. How I could find them, maybe there were many irrationalities in these caves. I hit myself and it broke gravel and stones from the wall. Björn hojtar "Who there?" And Raffe gets fun.
"There are monkeys on this island," he reminds Björn, "they steal like crusts and like little shiny stones. It is for sure a monkey who retrieves his friends. And they are many more than the people actually. "
After a quarter and several scratch years, I find our camp. There is only Boy and a lonely photogenic lamp as a star.
"Where do you actually come from? Valerie thought you drowned, both you and Raffe, so now she gets help. "
Now, how about first, how should we rid Raffe, how should we treat the guys who are currently taking care of the diamonds, how can we tell Valerie how the situation is and so on.
One match at a time, I think. Unless Raffe was in there we could close to the cave openings. I do not have weapons, so I can not free Raffe with a force of arms. Or can I? I talk to Boy about my idea and he agrees we will try. If I blend Björn with our strongest headlight and shout "Up with your hands!" Boy can free Raffe.
"Perfect!", Agrees Boy.
Using the torches we easily find the tunnel that leads to Björn and Raffe.
31. Now it's banging
Just as planned, I focus the headlight right in the glory of Björn and urge him to let go of his hand and raise his hands. The expected effect remained. Instead, he swears swiftly in a foreign language, shooting a shot with shotgun in our way. He does not aim very well but hits the roof in the tunnel and some hail finds my right shoulder. I quit the headlight, make sure Boy is doing well and we're going back to sleep.
"Hot apes on this island," I hear Sir Randolph exclaim laughingly. I'm still looking forward to Björn, I hear his loud swearing.
We take the free air through our original entrance and almost forget to be careful. But the yachts who stayed there last time I was there were not left. As we climb the hill to see the next bay, we see two yachts and a tugboat located just 50 meters from each other.
"Those guys who are going to row out with the rubber boat full of diamonds will come and get heaven cool.", Boy believes. Suddenly the darkness drops, almost without dusk, it becomes as usual in a quarter. It may be the only opportunity for Swedes to get away with the swap, to sneak by country with the rubber boat. We did about the same thing yesterday night actually.
I'm thinking of sabotaging the rubber boat when I hear dragging and crashing sounds just below. It is Björn and Jens who drag heavy bags from the cave to the rubber boat. I see now that they have blown up several boats, it may be necessary to ship all sacks to the tugboat. Boy and I look interesting while loading is in progress. I feel helpless and not better because my shoulder bleeds and aches.
We do not see any real activities from the other boats, everyone is still and dark. They have no lanterns on. Therefore, there may be collisions if they do not look up because it's a dark night without moonlight.
Slowly, we can see that the line of rubber boats glides towards the tugboat.
"I'm getting Sir Randolph," announces Boy. Nice, I think. I had forgotten him.
Suddenly a headlamp lights on one of the yachts looking for the water surface. The other yacht follows the example and the rubber boats are bathing in light. But it does not last so long, the tugboat has a sniper that, in less than a minute, extinguished the big headlamps. Maria clearly has control of the situation and has chosen the side, the diamond side.
The tugboats are approached by the rubber boats while the yachts start the engines and with torches light on the water to find their targets. One of the yachts turns a light rake on and it's dazzling light for a little while. An additional boat is coming from the north from the north. It looks like the Coast Guard or one of the Navy's torpedo boats.
Scattered shooting is heard without the appearance of who is shooting at who. The patrol boat turns on speakers and urges everyone to calm down. Again, seeming to listen, the guys in the rubber boats start a engine to get faster but jump into the water when the shooting off the yachts starts to get too close.
The engine on the first rubber boat continues to walk, but for some reason it backs into the boats on the trailer. The shooting continues, soon boats sink with diamonds and everything. The patrol boat tries to illuminate the situation with headlights. I see the silhouette of Maria aboard the tugboat throwing things on the rubber boats. Bombs and grenades. There are grenades that explode, gas tanks flying in the air as the worst fireworks in the rainbow's all colors. It sparkles incredibly fine when diamonds and sapphires and rubies are thrown into the air and fall into the ocean in the light of explosions and headlights.
"Better than New Year's Works," whispers Boy.
"Oh Boy, imagine what they can do in our colonies," sir Randolph sighs. "Have I missed something? Is it national day or something like this? "
"No, you're just coming to the exciting resolution," I tell him.
The tugboat seems to have got a blast. It speeds up and goes towards one of the yachts. The patrol boat calls for warnings in the speakers, the yacht tries to gira, but then controls the other yacht that detects the danger too late
There will be a triple collision where the yachts are crumbled by the tugboat as with several thousand horsepower and heavily and heavily pushed down the lighter boats as if they were ice in the North Arctic Ocean. The yachts begin to sink immediately while the tugboat continues.
The patrol boat calls it to stop and rescue those in the water. The tugboat continues only with good speed and the patrol boat can not follow, they must first save the survivors.
Epilogue
Despite eager applicants, both Jens and Björn and Maria disappeared. The tug boat was found on the other side of Neighbor Nevis, in one way or another they had gone out of the country. I guess they can be in the highest welfare somewhere on the other side of the globe. If they have been forgiven to stuff their pockets full of diamonds, they are not completely barred.
A number of Taiwanese and Mexicans were fished out of the water, questioned by the authorities and expelled immediately. I