Key West Connection (2011)
Key West Connection
“She wore a long cotton print skirt with blue conch shells and green hibiscus blooms on it. Her blouse was of a white satinlike material, and she wore no bra beneath it.
“What . . . where the hell am I?”
I tried to sit upright, but she forced me back down on the bed with surprising ease. She shook her head and held a brown index finger to her lips. I was not to speak. There was a basin of water and a sponge on the table beside the little cot on which I lay. She wiped my face with the cool water....
“You’ve been badly injured, captain,” she whispered. “For two days and two nights I thought you would certainly die.”
“Two days!”
Softly, she covered my mouth with her hand. It smelled faintly of spice; some strange perfume.
She whispered again. “If they hear you, captain, they will come and question you. They will try to force you to talk, and you are still not well.”
I closed my eyes and knew that she was right. My neck ached, my head throbbed with every heartbeat, and the room spun in the self-imposed darkness.MoreLess
“What . . . where the hell am I?”
I tried to sit upright, but she forced me back down on the bed with surprising ease. She shook her head and held a brown index finger to her lips. I was not to speak. There was a basin of water and a sponge on the table beside the little cot on which I lay. She wiped my face with the cool water....
“You’ve been badly injured, captain,” she whispered. “For two days and two nights I thought you would certainly die.”
“Two days!”
Softly, she covered my mouth with her hand. It smelled faintly of spice; some strange perfume.
She whispered again. “If they hear you, captain, they will come and question you. They will try to force you to talk, and you are still not well.”
I closed my eyes and knew that she was right. My neck ached, my head throbbed with every heartbeat, and the room spun in the self-imposed darkness.MoreLess
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