5
Weather in the Fiji islands was invariably gorgeous…until suddenly, without any warning, it wasn’t. And when it wasn’t, it hit fast and hard.
“There is no way a chopper is going to risk crossing the channel in this storm.” Allie settled into one of the flimsy chairs that ringed their makeshift conference table, and shook rainwater from her sleek ponytail. “Face it, Jerry, you’re stuck with her. At least until the storm blows itself out.”
“And you are delighted!” Jerry McCormick prowled restlessly around the tiny prefab trailer, raking impatient hands through his thinning sandy hair and kicking savagely at invisible dust mites. Damn it, he’d done his part! Kayla Farrell’s mandatory week was over! Finished!
He’d satisfied the terms of her contract. It was high time for her to go back h
