Breakfast was eaten and over depressingly quick, the high point of which was Sam and Sage showing up a little late and getting a bit of a ribbing about making too much noise. Mark knew the rooms were all nearly soundproof, but they didn't know that and he found it funny watching them squirm a bit.
All too soon though, their briefing on the media started and Sam, Sage and Louisa excused themself to go for a walk round the Island. Mark sat through the importance of controlling the flow of information to the media, be it the paparazzi and gossip columnists or the tech magazines and business press. Feeding the beast, they called it.His visit to Doctor Kerr perked him up a little though as she gave him a full physical, complimenting him on how rapidly he'd got into shape, and then kicked him out with a clean bill of health. Taki gave him a trim, showed him a couple of different ways to style his hair and then got Mark to do it andMarkpopped inside and got some gym kit on, then walked down to meet Jayden. While they worked out, this time hammering his arms and upper body, Jaydenexplained how his workout schedule should change now. Half an hour of daily cardio, with alternating days on his arms, torso and legs. No more three workouts per day, only one in the morning, and that would keep him in great shape and continue to develop him for the time being.Markthanked him and walked back to the main house, his arms hanging at his sides after what felt like a monster session, and he got into his suite to find Jasminealready in the bath, waiting for him."Shower first," She said firmly, grinning at his disappointed expression.Markwashed the sweat off his body, rinsed and then slid into the bath, relaxing in Jasmine’sarms."You really like this, don't you?" She whispered in his ear as he lay back on her."It's nice. Real
Markgot dried and slipped on a pair of jeans, boots and a t-shirt then wandered out to the balcony and lit up. He slumped down in his favourite seat and put his feet up on the railings."Why are you so upset, Mark?" He muttered to himself, and the answer came back to him.Because you wanted her to be your girlfriend."So becoming a billionaire with a hot secretary that'll blow you while you bone your way through the FHM Top 100 transforms you into a crybaby man-bitch, does it?" Antshouted over the noise of the speedboat as the three friends raced the girls around the Island. "Man, you need a punch in the balls to remind you they're there.""Ignore him," Samsaid, shaking his head. "I just think you're too close, buddy. You need a little distance from the problem is all.""How do you mean?""Step back and think about what you want. Look at the big picture," Samsaid, mentally reminding Markof the hundreds of
Perhaps because he'd sorted things out with Jasminehe felt a lot better and was able to relax and chill out by the pool with his friends and the girls. The afternoon sun was hot and he had slipped into the pool, relaxing on the steps in the water water while his brain drifted.The situation with Henrystill hung over him, but he felt comforted by having Connor on his side and Sarah secretly working with him too. He had been able for most of the day to put it to the side, distracted with other things, but now the situation kept intruding on him..He was aware that Henrywas playing things carefully. He had to be. Markknew that he'd had conversations with his sisters and with Jasminethat could have been recorded. He knew he'd had sex with Sarah, and done plenty with Jasminetoo, so if there was video recordings then Henryhad a huge amount of data that he could use.Henry's obsession with Jasminewas a worry t
Markand Jasminejoined the rest of the group downstairs around seven thirty and they chatted away, having a laugh and passing the time until dinner.Shortly before eight the chef appeared along with several of the waiting and kitchen staff and they began to lay out a buffet while the chef worked the grill. Markhad ordered a burger with some prawns on the side, while the rest of them ordered a mixture of steaks, chicken or fish.Jasminewas correct when she said how fantastic the aroma was of all the marinaded meat and fish cooking, as well as the various salads and side dishes the staff laid out next to the grill.When each of their dishes was ready they were walked up, given their plates by the chef then helped themselves to the hot and cold buffet. Markended up with a fantastic bacon cheeseburger made from bison on a bun, with fries, salad and some grilled prawns in a garlic and chilli sauce.Sitting eating an
He turned to the bedroom, seeing Jasminestill lying on top of the sheet, this time with Mark's phone opened in front of her."What you doing?" He asked, smiling at her."Checking your emails. They're fairly stacking up.""What's the count now?""Six thousand or so." She gave him a grin. "Me and Shmi will start blasting through them tomorrow if you want?""Six thousand?" Markasked. "I don't know six thousand people.""Yeah, well there's a lot more than that know you. Not like I do, of course, unless you've been keeping some really big secrets from me," She said, winking."Hardly.""So are you..." Jasmine's sentence was cut off by the sound of a knock on the glass doors, then a second later Maddycalled."Hello, Mark? You still up?""Yeah, I'm back here.""You coming to join me and Myraon the balcony? Last night on the Island."Mark
Markwondered if the old man was bluffing or if he truly had a covert CCTV system with complete coverage of the Island. He knew it technologically possible, and BenjaminMooredefinitely had the funds, but to have something of that scale and keep it secret would be an extraordinary achievement. On top of that, even if Henrydid have an insurance policy in the event something happened to him, who could he possibly trust with the knowledge? He frowned, watching the Englishman to try and figure out if he was lying or not."So what do you want?" Marksaid eventually. "I mean you haven't done this for no reason, so what are you hoping to get out of it?""I'll discuss that when I'm good and ready, I think," The old man sniffed. "For the time being, you can leave my Jasminealone. No more taking her in your bed, or in the shower. No more bathing together either." His face turned grim. "You leave her here when you leave tomorrow."
"Mark?" He heard Connor call from up the shaft as the small lights winked out, the light at the bottom of the shaft went off and the interior lights in the saferoom disappeared. He knew that Connor must be gripping tightly to the ladder, unable to even see the rungs before him."Down here," Marksaid, stepping forward. "Henry's inside, but I've got the door blocked."He realized he shouldn't have said that as soon as the words were out his mouth.He didn't even have time to curse before he heard the click or felt the pinpricks in his chest, and then every muscle in his body went tight. His stomach went taught, like he'd just done a thousand sit-ups, his legs stiffened, and his torso tightened up. The 50,000 volts from the tazer shot through his system, stiffening him and tightening every muscle.The gunshot boomed in the close confines of the small chamber at the bottom of the shaft as Mark's finger involuntarily pressured the trigger
Markfrowned as he tried to concentrate. A confusing flicker of memories came back to him. Chatting with Myraand Maddy. He was running down the stairs from his suite. The trees flickered past him as he ran. A ladder going down underground. He jolted, stiffened and groaned all at the same time as the physical sensation of being tasered came back to him, mingled with the sound of the gunshot."Mark?"His hand moved up to touch his head and he saw it was red, covered in what had to be his blood. "I... I got shot?""No, Mark, you didn't get shot," Jasminesaid quickly. "Do you know where you are?""Down the ladder." He mumbled, replaying the images. Why was he running? What was he running from? Or to?A new memory flickered, of Henryon his knees, with Markpointing a gun at him. Markcould remember how angry he was, but not the words he snarled at the old man.Then it all came back.Descending the shaft, He