Chapters (23)
Charles smiled. “You own it, Annie. You are definitely safe here. This island has no name and is not on any map. Everything has been camouflaged. It cannot be seen from the air. There are mines out there in the water, all compliments of the previous owner, who was indeed a drug lord. The captain of the yacht knows exactly how to maneuver through them. I am not at liberty at this time to tell you how I found this little island paradise. The staff is as trustworthy as the people who guard the president of the United States.”
The Sisters stared at Annie, who was staring at Charles in disbelief. “When did I buy this…this little place?”
Charles laughed. “Two years ago when I asked you if you would be interested in buying an—”
“Island resort,” Annie said. “This is a little more than an island resort, Charles.”
“That’s true, but it’s how it was listed in the Times’s real estate section: ‘Island resort for sale.’ I sent an inquiry, and a very prestigious white-shoe law firm responded to my inquiry. The drug lord’s funds were confiscated, and he needed money to pay for his legal defense. Fifty million was what you paid for it. I haggled. The asking price was $120,000,000. I offered cash, and the firm snapped it up. This island is almost as big as Guam, which is eleven miles in length. Of course, unlike Guam, the major portion of this island is uninhabited. A sterling investment, if I do say so. Anytime you want to develop it, you could in the end make billions of dollars. I was thinking into the future.
“I thought we might need a safe haven at some point in time. Just in case Pappy gets tired of living on your mountain in Spain and wants to return to Big Pine Mountain. It’s called thinking ahead and anticipating things before they happen.”
Annie looked around. “And worth every penny,” she said spiritedly.
The others clapped their hands in approval.
“It should have a name even if it’s just among ourselves,” Isabelle grumbled.
The Sisters kicked that around for a while but were unable to come up with a suitable name for the luxurious paradise. They shelved the project, vowing to come up with just the right one before it was time to leave to return to Big Pine Mountain.