THEY DECIDED TO GET the first leg of the trail under their belts while it was still dark. Then they’d be just that much closer to Alf and Pleasance come morning and first light. Godric handed Dini the lighter of their two packs and turned to his dad, who leaned, scowling unhappily against the Range Rover they’d rented.
“Buck up, Pops. You can catch a ride on the helicopter once we find them.” The guide Emma had found for them had his own business giving tourists chopper rides between the islands. He’d already put one of his choppers on high alert in case they needed to extract an injured Alf or Pleasance. Having discussed the situation with Peter Pierce, the Honeybuns had decided injury made the most sense for their disappearance. Otherwise, Godric was sure Alf and Pleasance would have be
