Munroe Island

Chapter 13

Appollo was back in his room after his chat with Winston. He was thinking about what Winston said about the island.

How could they just believe somebody and act so cruel?, he thought. Anyone can make mistakes. Did they not at least try to find out whether everything was true or not? What if the islanders were innocent? What about their families? There would have been children amongst them.. They were also... Appollo shuddered. What wrong would they have done to endure such a punishment?

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Appollo jolted awake. He looked around, and remembered where he was. He realised that he had dozed off while trying to comprehend the story of the island. He looked at his watch. 4 P. M. Too late for lunch, I guess I'll go have some tea.

He freshened up and headed to the restaurant.

He was greeted by Basil, who enquired whether he would like to have lunch. He refused and instead had tea and snacks. As he was in no mood to write, he wondered what he could do to kill time. Suddenly an idea struck him.

"Basil, could you suggest some place for photography here?"

Basil smiled.

"All of Zen sir. Do you have any vehicle to roam around?"

Suddenly it occurred to Appollo that he had completely forgotten about his car.

"Yes I do, but it should be in the garage by now. I met with an accident on the way here..no nothing serious. I was helped by an old man, Alex who offered to help me take my car to the garage for repairs."

"Oh no issues. You can borrow one of our bikes if you want. It'll be more convenient than a car. Just ask Winston at the reception. "

"Thanks."