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“What did the bank say, Kyle?”
“They accepted your offer and petitioned the court for Chapter Eleven protection. I paid the salaries and have the staff calmed for now, but both the bank and our people need a plan they can get behind.”
“It’s business as usual for now, but I’ll think it through in the coming days and let you know.”
“A couple of senior managers left. I suspect they were in cahoots with Ethan, but we should leave that to the police.”
“I don’t want to become embroiled, Kyle. Set up the new company and prepare to decant everything there… no fuss, no muss.”
“Will do, Amy.”
I felt pressured to make a decision until Victor told me that was the worst thing I could do. Shortly after sunrise, we dove off Planet Nine, swimming in the pristine, warm ocean, doing our best to mimic the dolphins, cavorting and entwining naked bodies while diving to the ocean floor using snorkeling gear.
Security turned the other way, and I felt grateful for Kasimir and Rania doing their best to respect our need to enjoy life. On the surface, I wrapped my arms around Victor’s neck, giggling like a schoolgirl when he tickled me.
“We make a great team, Amy.”
“Yes, we do, sweetheart… like a school of dolphins.”
“Without the group sex.”
“Yes, indeed… not my thing at all, Victor.”
“Me neither, sweetheart.”
After showering and dressing in a simple white cotton dress that billowed from the waist with a faded yellow rose print, I went onto a side deck, contemplating my life while Victor took care of business calls and emails.