Enslaved Chapter 22
Forty eight hours later, dressed in a cool linen suit, Quentin Osman was strolling along the deck of the ‘Paradise’, heading towards the stern where a helicopter stood poised on its platform. Behind him came Julia, carrying a pair of suitcases.Her lovely face had a drawn, almost gaunt, look about it and her lustrous eyes were brimming with tears. The strains of the last few days were beginning to tell.. and now a moment of crisis was approaching.The departure of her Master.Would he, or wouldn’t...