TWENTY-FIVE
"Romance Island Resort? That's the celebrity place up in the Buccaneer Archipelago. Your best bet's to go to the airport and hire a helicopter," the woman in the Broome Visitor Centre said, eyeing Phuong's dusty clothes as if she knew the girl could barely afford a bus fare, let alone a whole helicopter.
"Isn't there a boat?" Phuong asked weakly.
"The supply boat the staff use from the pearl farm, yeah." The woman nodded as if everything made sense now. "Are you starting work at the resort? I heard they were in need of staff with the dry season not far off."
"Maybe. I'm supposed to meet someone who works there." Phuong pushed the map across the counter. "Can you show me on this how to drive to the boat dock?"
The woman shrugged. "Sure, but you'll need a four-wheel-drive
